Chapter One Hundred Twelve

The lack of Roger Jackson was beginning to be a problem and Milton didn’t like a minute of it. You might think the employees were friends with him. If Milton didn’t know better, he might have accused Roger of speaking to them behind his back.

Nonetheless, he didn’t let their talk worsen his mood.

Tiwari narrowed his eyes at the employees inside the lift, and they gave him a strange expression.

Tiwari practically shoved the employees out of the lift the moment it stopped. Ascending, he grabbed Milton’s arms, “I never get you. We should have used the executive lift.”

“Something tells me my reply won’t do shit,” Milton replied, trying hard not to tell Tiwari he was getting angrier too.

“Well, we will make them know who you are.” Tiwari’s responded curtly.

Milton nodded.

Earlier, on the way back from East National Prison to Jackson Co., Milton received a call from Bryson, claiming he had some new report to tell him and if he didn’t mind, he should drop by. Seeing how Bryson has been b
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