Waylon Gray glanced at Bill Clay behind him coolly. The warning shouldn't be too obvious.

Bill Clay shrank his neck and felt a chill.

He was innocent. Since he got the order yesterday, he had been busy dealing with air tickets. He didn't know anything about the situation in City S. He didn't know which bastard broke the president.

Darcy Harrington was very satisfied with this arrangement. She stepped forward and took Alena Wright's arm. "Alena, let's go up and rest for a while."

Alena Wright nodded. "Well, let's go."

The two left side by side and left Waylon Gray looking at their backs.

"Well, let's go too." Yves Kelly...