Chapter 714


    Chaz heard Harold cursing at him.


    Thinking that his power is not as great as Harold''s, he can only y a subordinate role and turn a deaf


    ear to what he hears.


    However, he still wanted to save face. He whispered, "Mr. Gamble, I''m sorry. It was a moment of


    madness that led me to do such a thing."


    "Is apologizing enough? If it is, then why do we need thew?" Harold red at him irritably. "Just go


    away and don''t let me see you again."


    It was annoying just to look at him.


    Chaz quickly turned around and left. After he got into the elevator, he remembered that he was


    supposed to find Harold to apologize and admit his mistake.


    But as he thought about Harold''s attitude towards him earlier, he couldn''t help but feel that if he told the


    truth, Harold would probably kill him on the spot.


    He felt lucky again and thought, "Is Franklin really that amazing? Can he uncover the truth?"


    Moreover, he found aputer expert to clear all the monitoring footage.


    With this thought in mind, he felt that his desire to confess was utterly screwed up.


    What he didn''t know was that he had just entered an elevator, and another elevator next to him had


    stopped on the same floor. Two men stepped out of it, both tall and muscr with lean bodies wrapped


    in ck suits that entuated their forms.


    Two men came directly to Harold''s office, one in front and one behind.


    Harold''s face stiffened when he saw Franklin, but then he forced a rigid smile and said, "Mr.


    Maskelyne, it''s not very hospitable of me to keep you waiting. Please have a seat."


    Franklinzily looked at him, with narrowed sharp eyes and an air of nobility emanating from his entire


    body.


    As he casually sat on the sofa, a chilling coldness emanated from the corner of his eyes.


    "Mr. Gamble, please call Mr. Santana and his nephew Tucker over here."


    A simple sentence felt like a heavy hammer hitting Harold''s heart.


    At this moment, Tucker was feeling proud at home.


    Chaz did him a big favor and gave him a reward of one million, but his frustration and dissatisfaction


    with Isabelle made him angry.


    He got up and walked out, clutching the bank card inside which there was one million dors.


    Driving his own Ferrari sports car, he headed straight to the garage and set off towards a certain


    clubhouse.


    He needed to meet his sexual desire by ying around with some beauties.


    The car parked directly in front of the clubhouse, and a procuress smiled and squinted her eyes when


    she saw him. "Mr. Bentley, pleasee inside. Zoe, Lisa and everyone else are all waiting for you!"


    Tucker showed a lecherous smile and said, "Alright then!"


    He was brought directly by the procuress into a spacious private room. Inside, several women lounged


    on the sofas, some reclining, some lying down, all dressed provocatively and stylishly, waiting for him.


    The procuress quickly said, "Mr. Bentley is here, take good care of him. Do you understand?"


    "Oh, I see!" said the heavily made-up woman in a coquettish voice.


    The procuress gave a few more instructions and then cleverly went out.


    The women immediately surrounded Tucker, cing him right in the center, and Tucker was feeling a


    bit lightheaded.


    Sure enough, the fragrance of women outside is irresistible. They speak with a gentle and charming


    tone, and know how to please you.


    He was showing off, suddenly!


    The door to the private room was kicked open by several burly men who stormed in and pinned Tucker


    to the ground.


    Women screamed in terror and scrambled to hide.


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    Tucker was also taken aback and angrily eximed, "What are you doing? Do you know who I am? I


    am the President''s son-inw! The young master of the Bentley family!"


    "So what? We''ve got you!" a man in ck yelled as he kicked Tucker down and forcefully pressed his


    foot against Tucker''s chest. "You piece of garbage!"


    "Ah! It hurts so much!" Tucker wailed.


    However, several men immediately detained him and dragged him out.


    Several women rushed out as well, only to find the procuress wearing an equally puzzled expression.


    "Sir, what''s going on here?" she asked.


    "It''s none of your business! You better shut up and stop asking!" The man had a cold expression as he


    quickly dragged Tucker, who had a pale face, away.


    "Okay, okay, I''ll go up right away."


    After hanging up Harold''s phone, Chaz looked confused.


    ''Just now Harold was screaming and yelling at me like crazy, howe he suddenly let me go up


    again? It''s strange. Harold has great power and I can''t say no.''


    He had no choice but to resign himself and get back on the elevator.


    As soon as Chaz walked in, he found both Franklin and Jasper there.


    Several other leaders from the Ministry of Justice are also present.


    Anxiety began to well up inside him, but he could only step inside, forcing a stiff smile as he greeted


    everyone in the room. "Why are you all here?" he asked, his voice sounding forced and awkward.