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"Stop." Hendrix had ruthlessly interrupted Lucas's spiel and the entire living room turned quiet.

Unfortunately they were unaware of how to behave as a guest of Zuckerberg before arriving at our doorstep. They didn't look angry at being interrupted. Instead they smiled and gestured patiently at Hendrix to finish what he wanted to say.

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Lucas thought that Hendrix hadn't finished, so he kept smiling and listened intently.

Hendrix however, clamped his lips shut tightly and calmly with nothing more to say.

The air in the room grew stagnant and Lucas's smile slowly dwindled.

"What are you implying, Mr. Roberts? Are you saying that our organization isn't worth doing business with?" Quinn asked.

I had assumed that Quinn wasn't a good man and he had proven me right. Just on time to vindicate my presumptions.

a small town called Ucrebury who dared to take

up his right leg and rested it on his left leg. He had moved into a more comfortable position. He then spoke slowly, "Children will us childish tricks, and we should always provide opportunities for the younger generation. We can talk business if you want. But, if get any ideas on working with my daughter, please turn right and then take a left at the sixth traffic

such intensity that it became uncomfortable to look at him. Quinn and Lucas stumbled for a moment before the word "police station" had finally sunk in. Lucas then slapped the armrest and stood up. "You did not just

had quietly shoved their hands into

Hendrix glared up at them with his cold and icy stare, he said flatly,

give you a crash course on Zuckerberg House Guest Etiquette 101: Uninvited guests will be regarded as

told me that you'd be elated to have friends from afar visiting you. I thought you would be

"My woman?"

"Which woman?"

simultaneously. After we said that, we both looked at each other and then waited for

which woman,

out a stack of

threw the photos onto the table and

he was angry or confused. I went to pick up the photos. After that, I sat down and looked at the pictures

had happened right after