A few seconds later, the door opened up to heavily built men walking into the office to grab Andrew by the shoulders.“Hey, let me go!” Andrew found that he couldn't break out the hold on him. “What the hell, Butler Caleb!” He goes at the older man.The old butler raised a small and thin device he had attached to his inner pocket with the red circle glowing. “I had to call your father's bodyguards, Sir Andrew.” His face showed no regret, though, as he stared at the men in black and white suits. “Take the young sur to his room and make sure he remains locked in until I say otherwise.”“Yes, Sir!” The men chorused as they easily dragged Andrew out of the office.Andrew could only glare heatedly at the butler as he was carried back to his bedroom, ignoring the shocked stares he was getting from the housekeepers in the mansion.So much chaos had unfolded in the Tyrone estate due to the reappearance of the humiliating posts online. If only they knew that Benjamin was behind the whole thin
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