"Fak, there must be something wrong with their arrest procedure, it's impossible that with so many of us, every one of our subordinates or relatives is suspected of committing a crime."
Magnus, whose lover had been taken away, cursed under his breath.
For a moment, everyone's expressions turned strange, and as Magnus looked at the others, his own expression grew unnatural.
His lover was his personal accountant, holding information that could bury him three times over, with enough left to sentence him to life without parole.
Because she was so crucial, Magnus had to keep the tiger well-fed.
Everyone glanced around at each other, and eventually, all eyes turned to Old Crusoe.
Cheng Daqi could feel Mi'er's fingernails digging in, the girl was so angry her face had turned pale.
Blatant discrimination, it's truly an American specialty.
The script had been overturned, several contingency plans disrupted, but still, it had come to this.
