Chapter 82

Aside from that, if Mister Brigado were to run an inspection on Harrod himself… all the stunts he had pulled over the years would be exposed.

Harrod’s legs began to wobble at that thought.

His subordinates did not know what to do seeing him like this.

Bernie, however, was still oblivious. “Mister Coop, come on! Get rid of him!”

Harrod wanted nothing more than to slap this idiot of a nephew of his in the face.

Yet what mattered most right then was saving himself.

A brief pause later, he got an idea and shouted, “Bernie Doebrook, what happened here!”

Harrod and said, “Uncle Harrod, I’ve told you everything

come over here for a moment,” Harrod called out to the

himself, shaking as he walked up

said in a friendly tone, “Sir, tell me the truth here. Did he refuse to pay for his meal?”

fired. Pay the man at once, with a compensation ten times the cost

shocked,

“I can’t keep black sheep like you on my team. Get lost right now!”

Uncle Harrod? You

the hell are you calling your uncle? Even if I was your uncle, you deserve to be punished for

watching Harrod’s

feet and

after Gordon’s phone call, Harrod hardly stood

like they were watching a circus act.

but could only do as

preparing to leave, Gordon said coldly, “No one’s leaving this place until I say

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