Chapter 32 Fighting for Power

Sandra was stiff and turned back. In the soft life a mean in suit was walking towards her, condescending and ruthless, like a noble from last century. Clinton stopped between them and looked at Steven who was out of his wits. "You can leave." Steven was like being saved and rushed out for other things. Sandra tried to hold him, but Clinton's eyes that were about to kill her, stopped her from saying anything. Clinton's sharp eyes gazed at her. "Tell me what you need the key for?" Sandra couldn't stand his gaze and broke eye contacts to lower her head, staring at somewhere else. "Nothing." "You want to check me, check the Greens?" Different from before, Clinton didn't let her go because of her submissiveness, but got even more dominating. "I..." Sandra couldn't refute in front of him as she was never used to lie. Clinton's face was more and more sullen. He lifted his hand to snatch her chin. "How dare you doubt about me?" His voice was not strong, but broke in her ears.