Wait, Mr. Campbell? Isn't that Donald?
“Who the hell are you?” questioned Adrian as his hands trembled.
Jennifer and the rest of the family narrowed their eyes as they stared at Donald.
Kevin refused to move his gaze away from Donald. He had a mix of emotions as his curiosity about Donald's identity grew.
Maybe I misjudged Donald? Is he really some kind of big shot? But that's impossible.
The sharp ringing of Adrian's phone continued. In the end, he was numbed by the unfolding chaos.
By the end of the ordeal, Adrian had been made aware that the demolition of the thirteen toll stations he was in charge of was currently underway.
At a loss for words, he raised his wrist to look at the time on the watch.
Five minutes! It really only took five minutes!
Adrian's body went cold the moment he glanced at Donald.
How powerful is he to be capable of doing such a thing? If they sacked me, I would lose the protection provided by Yund Group. What if my enemies want to get even with me? Wait! I think I still have a chance. I was informed they'll rebuild the toll stations after the demolition. If I beg Donald now, I still have a chance to return to Yund Group.
Hence, with a loud thump, he kneeled before Donald.
The other members of the Stern family were stunned by Adrian's action.
Beatrice covered her mouth in immense shock as she looked at the scene before her, for the arrogant Adrian had chosen to kneel before Donald.
Even though Donald appeared to be mild-mannered and calm, his eyes showed a noticeable streak of rebellion as he stared at Adrian condescendingly.
Startled, Jennifer stood up from her seat abruptly. Her heart was thumping uncontrollably as she studied Donald, trying to find clues about the latter's identity from his micro-expressions.
However, her effort ended up being futile.
No one was more surprised than Kevin and the rest of the Stern family.
For a long moment, the whole place went quiet.
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