Liam
“If you have something to say about Graham, then f*****g say it.” I hissed, reaching for the glass for a refill. “I’m not in the best of mood right now Badok, so don’t f**k with me.”
Standing up, Badok dragged his feet over to his messed-up table and picked up several A4 papers. “These are the pictures of Mrs. Raphael Graham over the years.” He passed me the pictures printed out on paper. “She looks nothing like her real self, all thanks to all these talented plastic surgeons.”
“She looks better now.” I dropped the pictures and turned to him again. “Is there a reason for showing me the process of her facial Revolution?”
“Facial Revolution?” He laughed deeply. “That’s a funny way to put it.” Badok picked up the whiskey bottle and refilled our glass. “Raphael here was Samantha’s hig
