CHAPTER 232

A black Audi R8 with some glossy orange accents dashed through the streets, grabbing a lot of attention from the citizens.

William was in the driver’s seat, with Russell sitting next to him.

“Slow down, William,” Russell ordered. “You’re going to hit someone at this rate!”

William slowed down and stopped the car at a gas station, which just happened to be one of the gas stations owned by the company: Russell Gas.

Naturally, Russell wanted to see how the work was happening, so he stepped out of the car.

The workers didn’t recognize Russell or William, but because they had come in a sports car, they were smiling respectfully.

“How much do you earn, mister?” Russell asked the young brown-skinned man holding the gas pipe.

“12 dollars per hour.”

“Do you like working here?” Russell asked.

“Not really. I don’t like the smell of the petrol, but I’ve gotta pay the rent, so there’s no other way for me.”

“Alright. Fill the tank,” Russell faintly smiled at him because he saw himself in him.

“Yes,
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