Someone informed Gerald about the police paying Corbin a visit regarding Hodge’s accident.

“Great! Corbin is Maurice’s confidant. If something goes wrong, Maurice could be implicated. That’s fantastic!”

Gerald smiled evilly as he sat in his office chair.

His eyes were gloomy as he touched the bruises on his neck. He finally got his revenge on Maurice this time.

“Boss, what if Maurice betrays Corbin and blames him for the accident?” Sean Weston, his secretary, reminded him.

Gerald sneered and replied, “My nephew looks cold and ruthless, but in fact, he cares the most about personal feelings. That is his fatal weakness.”

“That’s right! People who do great things do not bother about futile things. You can accomplish great things, boss. Your greatest strength is that you do not let yourself be controlled by emotions. You have no weaknesses at all.” Sean kept flattering his boss.

Suddenly, Gerald’s smile froze.

Was his secretary praising him?

He glared at Sean, and Sean snapped back to reality. “I didn’t mean that, boss. Please let me explain.”

“Forget it. This conversation is over. I’d like to see how Maurice can get out of this predicament.”

Gerald then stood up and fixed his sleeves.

“Let’s go back and see if we can find anything interesting.”

Sean let out a sigh of relief and followed Gerald out of the office.

underground parking garage. Suddenly, a Bentley rushed

subconsciously pushed Sean beside him as the

“Ah!”

way to block the car, closed his eyes and screamed in

screeched to a halt in

moment of life and death

other hand, Gerald didn’t care about his secretary at all. He ran towards the exit without

was clearly the

driver maneuvered the car

“Damn it! Help!”

like a madman until he was cornered by the Bentley. There was no

collapsed to the floor as his legs went

as he thought he was

couldn’t open his eyes due to the bright

out of the car, holding a long iron stick. The stick made a

figure got closer. Gerald’s eyes widened in disbelief as he

“Maurice!”

good eyesight,

wearing a cold smile.

the hell are you doing?! I’m your elder. Is this how you treat your elders? I have

waved his iron stick at Gerald before he could even finish

he screamed and covered

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