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“Daxon? You damn errand boy! What the hell are you doing here!?” Matthew yells and the officers stop

him from taking another step towards Daxon.

“Choose your next words very carefully, Matthew Creed.” Daxon's voice is timbre, a silky quality of voice that is greatly unique amongst others. He enters into the conversation, faking a smile, and walking towards the oblivious ‘Matthew’ who has been caught in the mouse trap.

“Oh my goodness, sir! I recognize you from the press conference that took place live on the news channel. You are the new heir of Bright group.” One of the police officers says and Matthew looks at Daxon in shock.

Matthew bursts into laughter menacingly, he bends his back, unable to control his laughter and to believe that Daxon can be an heir to anything.

“Heir to what…Bright group? If this man is the heir to the Bright group. Then, I’m the president of this country.” Matthew scowls and points his fingers at Daxon while he laughs hysterically.

“This damn fool…” Daxon
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