Chapter 978

"Mr. Warner!" "Mr. Warner!" The gym staff perceived Bradley as physically drained and rushed over, concerned about a potential issue. Bradley brushed aside the staff, shook his head, and flicked off drops of sweat from his white hair. "Get lost!" Bradley growled. The gym staff distanced themselves from the unpredictable Bradley, fearing the impact of his anger. Bradley rose apathetically and called Dylan. "Prepare a plane. I'm going abroad." "Yes, Mr. Warner." - More than ten hours later, Bradley once again reached Clark's home. In contrast to the last visit when Clark was in a wheelchair, he could stand and move around the yard this time. "Clark." Bradley's voice surprised Clark, who asked gently, "Bradley, what brings you here? How can I help you?" "A few things, and only you can provide clarity." Clark signaled to his wife. "I'll go to the study with Bradley." "Okay." Although Clark could now walk, he still relied on handrails while climbing stairs. "Bradley, please