The Secret Heir Of Slytherin Empire

112. Aston Slytherin

//Location: Currently unknown //

A man was seated in his living room with his legs crossed, and another man sat on the couch next to him with his elbow on his knee and his fists holding up his chin.

"We might need to give it a little bit more time sir, I can not confirm whether or not he lost his life in the incident, but I can assure you that there was no way that he could have escaped," said Miles, the same man who had shown up at the conference and has set a time on his watch. He stood before the man who had asked him to do the job, and the man seemed rather disappointed in him than satisfied.

"And how long do I have to wait?" Asked the boss,

"I didn't ask you to blow up the conference hall, did I? I specifically said that you should find the acting CEO of Slytherin Empire and end him, isn't that what I said."

"We didn't have any clue, sir," Miles replied,

"Was I supposed to tell you to find clues as well?" the boss yelled as he stood up immediately in a fit of rage,

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