"Really? Then why did the goods in my factory turn out to be counterfeit?"
The man, who had been expressionless all along, instilled fear with even a glance. His dark eyes and emotionless face were like the impending, darkest night, hiding danger and bloodlust within them.
The legs of the Huo Family boss were shaking; had he not been holding onto the table, he likely would have collapsed to the ground.
"Young Master, I beg you to give me some time. I will definitely get to the bottom of this. Even if I were to scheme against anyone, I would never dare to scheme against you, Young Master!" That last plea was sincerely desperate.
The man seated at the office desk noted that at last, the cold stare he had been fixing on him had retracted.
