Chapter 1541 Must Have Done Something Bad
At the entrance of the World Trade Center, Richard got out of his car and strode up the stairs. Andrew's voice came from behind. "Mr. Clark!"
Richard stopped and said, "I thought I was late, but I didn't expect you to be later than me."
"I'm not late. I'm on time." Andrew motioned to Richard to look at the time.
"I get it. You're always punctual. You always arrive on the dot." They entered the hall as they spoke and saw Raymond sitting on the sofa.
Raymond had a bandage on his head, and he looked lifeless. After Richard beckoned at Andrew, the two of them went and sat down beside Raymond, each at one side. Andrew asked first, "What happened to your forehead?"
"I accidentally hit my head," Raymond replied gloomily.
"You hit your head? That doesn't look like the case. Did someone hit you? Tell me honestly. Did you get beaten up for doing something wrong?"
Raymond lowered his head and avoided Richard's gaze. He didn't dare to look at Richar
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