Chapter 2192
Half an hour later, Nathaniel emerged from Lionel's office, having been kicked out.
Lionel's frustrated voice could be heard from his office as he scolded Nathaniel, "Is your pride that big that you can't even compromise? If you can't swallow your ego, don't come asking for my advice! Get lost!"
A sofa cushion flew into the hallway.
Nathaniel did not even bat an eye, tilting his head slightly to dodge it.
However, Troy was not as lucky and got hit square in the stomach.
His face scrunched in pain as he groaned, "Mr. Nicholls…"
Nathaniel glanced at him and asked, "Have you been slacking off on training? Your reflexes are getting worse if you can't even dodge a pillow."
Troy bit back his complaints.
"Let's go to Ascend Apartment," Nathaniel ordered.
Troy dutifully pushed the wheelchair.
Nathaniel seemed to enjoy not having to walk. He lit up a cigarette and puffed away contentedly.
As they left the National Investigation Bureau, they spotted two familiar figures
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