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.

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

and usually ignored 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

Mrs. Gamble cried. As long

bothered with her anymore, so he

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sat on his sofa, his long legs elegantly crossed as he

speaking calmly, "Mr. Maskelyne, isn't it a bit harsh to go for the jugular? My brother may have made a mistake, but does 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 wrong - do you think your

looked at Harold

him all the time, he'll never take

answered a phone call - how did she end

also saw Sylvia and with one last hope in his heart, begged her pleadingly, "Deputy Chief, can you please spare my little brother?" Sylvia was taken aback for a moment before asking, "What happened to

Harold remained silent.

pretending to be stupid or deliberately humiliating

tea into Sylvia's cup; tea leaves floated up and down

throughout the entire room; it was extremely pleasant to

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

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