Becoming A Trillionaire After Divorce

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Angus gets to the house, the whole delivery takes him an hour and ten minutes.

He never sacrificed his life with the way he was rushing back to the house.

The instant he drives the car into the compound like a madman and steps on the break with a loud screech of the tires, Mister Moore steps out of the house with his hands behind his back.

He walks over to the car, inspecting every part of it, Angus looks at him with a dull expression.

"You're late." Mister Moore says.

"If you told me that I was going to encounter armed men on my way, I would have prepared more." Angus huffs.

Mister Moore checks every nook and cranny of the car, he seems to be looking for a dent or something to complain about.

"You fight. Were you in the army, Air Force?" Mister Moore looks at him.

Of course, it was a setup, Angus rolls his eyes.

"If you were bullied as much as I was as a child, you would have learned how to defend yourself," Angus says.

Mister Moore rubs his chin as if he has just heard so