Chapter 720

Mr. Jett found it laughable. “I didn't order the arrest, old Mrs. Gamble, this is a presidential command. The seal on this arrest warrant was stamped by the director, I am just executing orders. So... if you have any complaints, you can go to the President.”

The President...

Upon hearing that it was a presidential command, almost everyone in the Gamble family turned pale.

They all stared at Mr. Jett in shock.

After speaking, Mr. Jett coldly ordered, “Take him away!"

So... the Gambles didn't even have time to react before Christian was taken away.

By the time old Mrs. Gamble reacted, he had gone far away and she cried out mournfully, "This is an injustice!"

She collapsed onto the ground and Harold rushed to catch her saying, "Grandma--"

After settling down old Mrs. Gamble, Harold hurriedly prepared to go back to hotel.

This incident could only be Franklin's doing if it could alarm the President.

him preparing to leave, she immediately grabbed his sleeve and tearfully said, "Harold, I'm sorry for always being mean to you. I know I say some hurtful things but don't take them too seriously. We only have you and your brother Christian left in our family. He's your real

her mischief. But now seeing her come over again, he couldn't help but speak harshly, "If you hadn't spoiled him, would he still make such a

save him!" Mrs. Gamble cried. As long as she could get

bothered with her anymore, so he turned

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sofa, his long legs elegantly crossed as he held his phone glancing down

men before shifting away. "Mr. Gamble, is there something you need?" Harold suppressed his frustration, speaking calmly, "Mr. Maskelyne, isn't it a bit harsh to go for the jugular?

leniency that he made this mistake. Today, it might be a minor offense, but who's to say he won't be selling our country’s secrets tomorrow, Mr. Gamble? Especially considering he works in the Information Department. A brother who can't differentiate right from

and looked at

his lesson. With you as his brother protecting him all the time, he'll never take responsibility for himself." Franklin picked up the tea on the table

just answered a phone call - how

"Deputy Chief, can you please spare my little brother?" Sylvia was taken

Harold remained silent.

this woman pretending to be stupid

said elegantly while pouring tea into Sylvia's cup; tea

the entire room; it

help but curl her lips slightly. “I see... Mr. Gamble, I cannot save

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