After he finished speaking, the young man suddenly lifted his head, his face drowned in anger and hatred, distorted and crazy: "Now, in my country, I call the shots..."
The face of madness was unmistakably that of Morgan Glenn, the veins on his forehead visibly throbbing, the hatred in his eyes as if it could burn him alive.
The person who came to report involuntarily stepped back and said, "I still hope you understand that it's normal for you to want revenge after returning to the country, but... you can't ignore the words from the higher-ups."
Morgan Glenn sneered coldly: "I'm very clear about what I need to do. Just wait for Scarlett Glenn. They will soon realize that her death is a joyful matter for everyone."
"..."
"Go out, and remember what I just told you, find out who owns that SUV."
The man nodded and left.
Morgan Glenn's face wore a crazed smile as he said, "Scarlett Glenn, just you wait."
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