chapter 41 magpie nest dove occupy

This sentence was like a loud slap in the face, which made Wilbur Mundy buzz.

How could this be, how could this be possible.

"Okay, I'll ask Britney Lyall away."

Wilbur Mundy forced an awkward smile on his face: "Why don't you find a place to rest first?"

"Let's deal with your problems before we talk."

The old man stood up coldly and clasped his hands behind his back: "When it's done, contact our legal department."

Wilbur Mundy felt like the...