"Hmm? Mr. Moore?" Oliver Walker stopped and asked, "Is there anything else?"
He laughed in his heart! This old fellow was still a little lacking if he wanted to play tricks with him.
"I have something to do! How can I be fine? Mr. Walker, you didn't come here just to chat with me, did you?" Carlton Moore asked in desperation.
It was burning like fire, really burning like fire.
In fact, he knew exactly what Oliver Walker meant.
Oliver Walker had just cut all ties and forced Carlton Moore to work with him; but even if he knew, he couldn't bring it up.
After all, it was not worth anything to be given to them. Only when they came to their doorstep would they have the right to raise conditions.
Indeed, after Sean Martin died, Fat Pig no longer trusted him. However, as a higher-up of Blood Fiend, the secrets he knew were naturally not something that ordinary people could imagine.
