"What do you want with our Chairman?"
Dempsey Davenport looked at the people before her with great wariness.
It was obvious that they had ill intentions and were here to cause trouble for Quella Radcliffe.
"Our Chairman is in the office; I'll take you in!"
Tess Radcliffe, on the other hand, was eager for someone to deal with Quella Radcliffe and volunteered to lead Bran Cook and his group.
At the moment, Bran Cook's stomach was in unbearable pain, and despite a day having passed, he hadn't recovered.
Sitting in a wheelchair, his eyes were filled with rage, and he didn't even dare to speak.
Just uttering a word felt as if his insides were being torn apart, enduring inhuman torture.
But there was a flicker of excitement in his eyes!
Soon, Quella Radcliffe would kneel and beg for mercy!
To witness this moment with his own eyes was something he was overjoyed about!
So much so that despite being injured, he had to come over in a wheelchair.
"What are you doing!"
