Chapter 1632 Only Your Ex-Wife

“Your grandson, Xander Lancer, has used certain means to make my wife, Rosalie Jacobs, fall into a deep coma. She still has not woken up now!”

Byron repeated the statement expressionlessly.

Old Master Lancer started breathing heavily as if about to get a heart attack.

Byron frowned and patted Old Master Lancer’s back to appease his shock. Then, he handed Old Master Lancer the cup of tea.

“I did not want to tell you this, but you left me no choice by insisting I do so.”

Old Master Lancer tried his best to calm down. Gradually stabilizing his breath, he took the cup of tea and gulped as he looked at Byron in disbelief.

“Maybe there is some misunderstanding. Xander would never do something like that. This is impossible…”

Byron said, “I would not have come if I wasn’t certain it was him who did it.”

Old Master Lancer was at a loss for words.

Indeed! Byron would never visit them rashly without investigating.

So…the only possibility was that Xander, his grandson, had really done this!

Just as the atmosphere in the garden tensed up, a noise came from the villa door.

“Grandpa, why did you call for me?”

After greeting his grandfather, Xander glanced at Byron casually. “President Lawrence, what a surprise to see you here!”

“Xander!”

Byron’s expression was cold when he saw Xander. His gaze on Xander was murderous and furious.

Xander smirked. “Looks like you are here to meet me, President Lawrence. May I know why?”

As soon as Xander said that, Byron grabbed Xander by his collar and glared at him.

“Stop putting on an act! What did you do to Rosie? What do you want?”

Xander raised an eyebrow provokingly as he glanced at Byron’s grip on his collar. Then, he shrugged.

“President Lawrence, are you sure you want to speak to me with this attitude?”

Rosalie’s life was in his hands, and Byron’s attitude would not scare him even a little bit.

Xander knew Byron could do nothing to him!

Byron’s grip grew stronger as he shouted, “What attitude do you expect me to show you after you have harmed my wife? Xander, you’d better wake Rosie up. Otherwise, I’ll make you regret what you’ve done!”

Xander put on an exaggerated look of fear. After a few seconds, he sneered and grabbed Byrons’s wrists in return.

“President Lawrence, don’t be so sure about that. Rosalie isn’t your wife. She is only, at most, your ex-

wife. I have never heard of the news about your remarriage with her.”

Byron had no intention of letting go of Xander. Xander was rather annoyed by that.

“Also, aren’t you afraid that by threatening me, I might get so scared that I forget how to wake Miss Jacobs? Just so you know, I am the only person in the world who can wake her up.”

Byron’s eyes were bloodshot. He glared at Xander, wishing he could kill the man immediately.

If he knew something like this would happen, he would have asked Rosalie to stay away from Xander ever since the day Yves hurt her.

All he could do now was to bear with it. Even though his anger had shot through his body, he had no choice—Rosalie’s life was at stake. So, he let go of his grip on Xander’s collar.

“Well, that’s more like it. You should have done this earlier because your attitude still dissatisfies me.

As for Miss Jacobs…”

Looking at Byron’s loosening grip made Xander speak more arrogantly.