The God of War Chapter 12

In the old and crude living room, Albert was instantly stunned as if he had been struck by lightning.

Jorge…

Unexpectedly, he sent a coffin to Kaleb on his 70th birthday.

How could a Golden Buddha turn into a coffin? Where is the Golden Buddha? “The … the Golden Buddha is here…” Aleena trembled involuntarily. She pointed at an inconspicuous corner of the living room and felt as if she was a dead body walking.

It was over!

The money they had been saved up for a long time, as well as their daughter’s savings at the bath center, were all used to buy this little golden Buddha, just to cheer Kaleb up at the birthday banquet.

How dared Jorge make a big fuss at the birthday banquet and did such a crazy and stupid thing? Kaleb … must have been mad at Jorge!

“Mrs. Easton, it’s a misunderstanding. There must be something wrong!” Albert was pale, and he couldn’t help but shiver while holding his phone.

“Jorge decided for himself. Aleena and I don’t know anything about it!”

“Please don’t fire us, I…”

“Right! The Malone Group! Aleena and I have worked hard for half a year and finally won the cooperation of the Malone Group. We…”

Ruth sat in the spacious and luxurious office. She was full of hauteur and pride, “How could I not know about your every move?”

“Do you the credit of the Malone Group belong to you? Nonsense. That’s mine!”

“Jorge sent a coffin to Kaleb and asked me and Jason to apologize at the little girl’s birthday party?”

She sneered.

“Stop talking nonsense. From now on, you and Aleena are no longer employees of the Easton Group!”

“Go away!”

the phone

and collapsed onto the

tears slowly slid down along the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes! It was

Easton family because it had been ruined by Jorge! “Albert, what should we do now? What should we do…” Aleena burst

job, there was no insurance, no retirement fund,

to live

struck with sadness, tears streaming

for a

opened

An extremely familiar, yet somewhat unfamiliar, trembling

This voice…

and Aleena, who were crying on each other’s shoulders, suddenly stopped. The tears

Mom!” Roselyn pushed the door and threw herself into Aleena’s arms. She cried and laughed. The

is

“It was Jorge!”

found me a flower and cured

“It’s been five years…”

living room with Olivia in his arms. He smiled at Albert

Aleena

joy, and unutterable

his fist onto the coffee table with a loud boom. “Dad?” Roselyn

Olivia was also frightened and cried out, “Grandpa, what’s

could not help but cry like rainfall. She then turned to look at Jorge and

have you

“Ruth just called…”

control of his emotions. He pointed at Jorge with tears streaming down

that job? Why would we be subservient to others

for the retirement pension. We don’t want to cause trouble for Roselyn

“What about now?”

There is no

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