Jemma's parents looked hesitant to leave. They did not trust Vincent as they knew that he would definitely prefer Jemma's well-being over their younger daughter.
"I said I will take care of it and I will. But until everything is done, I don't want to see your faces or get a call from either of you." Vincent saw their hesitation and warned them seriously.
His cold voice sent chills down the middle-aged couple's spines.
They swallowed their saliva in fear and nodded.
Their eyes slowly turned and fell on their daughter.
Before they could say another word, Vincent warned them, "You are not allowed to contact Jemma either. Now, please leave."
They did not dare to speak anymore. Even though they felt hesitant to leave, they still fled the house as if a fire was about to catch them from the back.
Seeing their fleeing backs, all the four people in the houses heaved sighs of relief.
"What exactly happened, Brother?" Vernon asked as he walked towards Vincent.
