Chapter Thirty Nine
20:49 “I want to have a word with that guy.” Paul said pointing at the TV with a glass of wine in one hand and the other in his pocket. The fury was still written on his face and he could have crushed the glass in his hand with only a little more pressure. “I can take care of that.” Haruto said. He was seated cross legged in the den paying more attention to his boss-who was pacing angrily-than to the TV showing a re-run of the former president, Ogunbade Badepo, giving donations to an orphanage. The sound of crackling from the Fireplace overshadowed the minimal volume of the TV. “He crossed the boundary by coming after my son. It’s high time I met him in person.” “I…” “When is my wife’s flight landing?” Haruto consulted his watch. “Any moment soon. I’ve got someone waiting at the airp
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