They Aren't My Friends

CHAPTER HUNDRED

"Liar! Why are you still lying? Okay then, which of the department are you working for?" Gibert demanded.

Gilbert gritted his teeth, while staring at James with an inexplicable wretched look on his face.

Utterly disgusted, he found him to be a despicable man, not trustworthy.

"Do you have know that? I'm working at HSC Bank and that's final. I'm not saying any other thing apart from this!" He sneered indignantly.

He was about to sit on the chair when Gilbert slammed the table abruptly in anger at him. "James, do you have a death wish? What do you mean by you won't say any other thing?

If you don't want your bones to be crush! You need to start speaking, and nothing else but the truth." Glibert spewed out angrily.

James' face had turned pale, when he saw everyone looking at him with a curious eyes, he was immediately embarrassed with himself, and mumbled, "I'm just a cleaner! I will resume on Monday! All of these is just a lie."

Everyone got startled, and couldn'
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