NovelAppChapter 1904
Then, Dotson wheeled Franco out of the car.
Looking quite pale, Franco sat upright and nodded slightly to the press.
“Thank you for your concern about my health.
I'm on the mend.
Please return to your homes.
Yet, the reporters wouldn’t disperse, still blocking the car.
“Mr.
Franco Mitchell, about your fall at the birthday party-was it an accident, or a murder?”
Hannah stepped up, positioning herself in front of Franco.
“The police are currently investigating the matter.
We trust that the truth will cto light soon.
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We ask for your cooperation with the authorities.
Bryson moved to shield Franco's wheelchair from the crowd.
“So, are you suggesting Mr.
Franco Mitchell's fall was not an accident?”
As the reporters persisted, Hannah's expression grew concerned.
Just as she was about to respond, Franco raised his hand to stop her.
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Once inside the Mitchell family’s house, Dotson assisted Franco into the living room.
“Boss, you can go and rest now.
We'll take care of everything here.
Hannah nodded and was on her way out when she ran into the housekeeper.
“Sir, Brodie Moreno has requested a meeting with you.
Unfamiliar with the Moreno family from Muvrand, Franco furrowed his brow upon hearing Brodie’s name.
“Moreno family? Which Moreno family?”
“Grandpa, don’t worry about it.
I'll handle it,” Bryson said with a hint of frost in his voice as he walked out.
Hannah followed closely behind him.
ALL the reporters eventually dispersed.
A sleek, elongated luxury car was parked outside.
As Hannah and Bryson emerged, the driver promptly got out and hurried to open the door for his boss.
As Brodie exited the car, he stood up and greeted Bryson, “Mr.
Mitchell, fancy seeing you here.
What a coincidence!”
Bryson gave him a frosty look and replied, “Coincidence? | doubt that.
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“Mr.
Mitchell, why are you always so hostile towards me?”
Brodie stepped closer and said to Bryson, “I'm primarily a businessman and usually only interested in business
dealings.
This is the first tI've sought friendship with you, and it seems you don’t think highly of me.
“Yes, | don’t like you,” Bryson said bluntly.
“I refuse to work with someone who undermines others behind their backs.
At this, Dotson couldn't help but laugh.
“Mr.
Mitchell, are you not even going to feign politeness? Surely, we can’t let personal feelings interfere with potential
profits.
After all, we're all here to make money, right?”
Brodie tried once more, moving closer to Bryson.
“I'm in business to make deals, not enemies.
| hoped to start a friendship, but you don’t feel the same.
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