Bang!
Zhao Shiren clenched his fist tightly and heavily struck the office desk.
The force was so great that it even caused the paint to crack and fly off.
His face was incredibly fierce, teeth tightly clenched, as the butler standing half a meter away could clearly hear the grating sound, "That damn girl, just how much trouble does she want to cause me before she's willing to stop! Does she want to drive me to my death to be satisfied?"
"And you, didn't you assure me that your people would take care of them? Why did they still show up at the Zhao Family!" Zhao Shiren questioned the butler, who was also a confidant.
His palm didn't idle either, pounding the desk with a bang that was full of intimidating force, tension maxed out.
"I don't know what method that woman used, but the people I sent out suddenly lost contact all at once. I presume she anticipated our move, so she prepared in advance and turned the tables on us," the butler also felt wronged.
