Chapter 742 Tending to His Wounds

Though they were involved in shady dealings, they would rather get injured than lose their freedom.

"Officer, it was just a minor scuffle. You've misunderstood us!" The stubbled man released Shawn, raising his hands.

"A scuffle? With bloodshed? It looks more like a brawl to me!" Grace couldn't help but feel alarmed upon seeing blood on Shawn's hands.

She didn't dare to get too close, fearing that the men would recognize that the gun in her hands was fake. Her palms were sweaty.

She pursed her lips and said, "Get out of there and stand in a line!"

The men hesitated. However, as they were wary of the gun, they reluctantly stepped out and stood in a crooked line.

Inside the private room, Spencer rushed to help Shawn up. "Are you alright, Mr. Griffin?"

Grace quickly approached them. While keeping the gun aimed at the men, she asked Shawn, "What happened?"

Frowning, Shawn casually wiped the blood on him with some tissue paper. "Wiretapping."

Seeing the laptops and headphones on the