"Where's the person? Already gone?"
Alexander Parker was woken up, and his temper flared: "Mom, get out! I just fell asleep for a bit, don't bother me!"
He had worked all night, went out to meet some small company bosses, stayed up late for mergers and acquisitions, and had just come back to sleep, only to be woken up.
"I didn't mean to wake you, but Harry Hunter's here again! He's after a wanted criminal again!"
Alexander Parker was instantly wide awake with anger!
Is it never-ending?
Coming again?!
Annoyed, he got up and went downstairs in his wheelchair, his face particularly gloomy.
"Hunter, don't push your luck! Barging into my home time and time again, it's clearly a personal vendetta in the guise of official duty!"
Harry Hunter looked at him coldly: "You retaliated against me, sabotaging my relationship with Isabella. Why don't you talk about that?"
Alexander Parker frowned: "When did I ever retaliate against you?"
