Chapter Thirty Three: A Miserable Bride
Bill shifted his gaze between Philip and the men wondering what the intrusion was about.
"Alfred, Show him...," Philip instructed the young man.
Alfred handed Bill the sheet of paper he was holding.
Bill froze.
His eyes went oval in dread.
His gaze not daring to move from the sheet in his hand; the sheet had the details of the original shares ownership of Bill Logistics.
His soul at that moment contemplated leaving his body.
"Bill, Bill...Bill!" Philip slowly called out.
"What were you thinking, Bill... That you could pull a scam on me? Really? What do you take me for? A clown? A f*****g mannequin?" Philip let out a gnarl that thinned Bill's blood.
Bill drew some courage to lift his gaze as it wandered about scanning the expressions of the
