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Chapter 527 You’re My Dream

“Who are you talking to?” A voice erupted while Oliver was putting his phone away. Startled, Oliver jerked around and saw George standing behind him. “What brings you here today, dad?” George harrumphed. “Don’t try to hide from me. I know you have summoned a group of torture experts here.” He paused for a moment, looking in the direction of the interrogation room before he continued. “Spill the beans. What the hell is going on with the woman inside the interrogation room?” Oliver gritted his teeth. Julian had told him not to tell anybody about Susan’s condition yet. “I can’t tell you now, dad. Could you wait a few days?” Oliver said, earning himself an eye roll from George. He raised his hand, giving Oliver’s head a blow and his cheek a slap. “Dad! How many times do I have to tell you not to hit me like that? I’m a grown-up, and you…” Oliver snarled gloomily. George raised his arm and smacked his head once more. “I’m still your father no matter how old you are. Now, tell me hone

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