Britney only sneered.
What an in-time retribution it was!
After the farce ended, the crowd scattered.
Britney was not in the mood to stay. Maloney was sharp and noticed Britney's emotions. He lowered his head and said, "This banquet is so boring. Let's go home."
Britney nodded.
Maloney and Britney walked out of the hotel.
After they left, a Rolls-Royce drove out slowly from the dark.
The car window rolled down, and inside it was Clarence.
Clarence stared in the direction Britney had left in, his eyes filled with hostility.
"Mr. Randall, should we follow them?"
Clarence did not answer. He took out a pack of cigars from his pocket and lit one. Suddenly, he thought of something and took the cigar away from his mouth, just clamping it with his fingers.
After the cigarette was exting
