Roger's eyes widened, "Boss, don't bother, I will deal with him personally and let him tell the truth."
"Not only that, I want to meet him and give him a choice," he said, there was a tingling pain in his back, an ominous premonition, Just then, the door opened slightly, and a figure that looked like Henry walked in, Roger bowed, "Mr Smith," he nodded slightly, The father and son looked at each other, the expressions on their faces were the same.
That was completely expressionless, "I want to talk to you," Henry didn't respond, was this the first time in twenty-eight years that he wanted to talk to him? Roger immediately understood the necessity of privacy, turned around and left, and closed the door behind him.
