“Yes, Old Master Mallory." Mr. Bennett looked down and answered, but he secretly thought that it was still a little difficult to find out where Pierre was.

Pierre knew too many scumbags. Besides, there were a few hiding places for him to hide. They might not be able to find him at all.

However, when Mr. Bennett saw how desperate Old Master Mallory was to find Pierre and seeing that he had no other instructions, he asked in a low voice, "Old Master Mallory, is there anything else I need to do?"

Old Master Mallory replied with a long face, "No, you may leave."

"Okay, Old Master Mallory. Call me if you need anything." Mr. Bennett looked down and left the room.

After leaving Old Master Mallory's bedroom, Mr. Bennett picked up his phone and did what he was told. He informed those men to continue looking for Pierre.

Mr. Bennett did think that Pierre might be hiding in one of his friends' places. That was why he sent some of the men there.

However, it was not that easy to find out where these people lived.

Pierre sat there, asking the man who served him the liquor, "Is Oswald back yet?"

"Mr. Pierre, Oswald isn't back yet," replied the man. Oswald was the man Pierre sent to steal his documents at his office.

"He's pretty slow in stealing something. What a useless guy," Pierre complained. Then, he took another sip of liquor and frowned, "What's this?"

"Absolu..." replied the man who brought him the liquor.

"Are you nuts? Why did you give me such bad liquor?" Pierre rose to his feet, picked up the bottle, and poured the liquor on top of the man's head.

The gurgling sound of liquid was heard as the contents were poured out of the bottle. The man felt an icy chill on his head, but he dared not to say anything.

Now, no one dared not to piss Pierre off.

"Go and get some good liquor for me!" demanded Pierre.

a moment and replied in a low voice, "Mr. Pierre, you've finished drinking all the good ones

out and get some for me?!" Pierre glowered at the

he ever drink such

woman in his arms, and celebrating his success of becoming

some money? I'll go get some for you!" replied the man. The liquor Pierre drank was expensive,

he dared not help Pierre

now. It was hard to tell if he could still be the second young master of the Mallory family. If he could not pay for the liquor they bought him, would

the money." Pierre threw the bottle on

reminded Pierre. He saw Pierre narrowing his

Oswald returned a

he wanted him to ask

opened his eyes and pondered what the man said to him. It seemed like Oswald was out running

at it. There was not even a banknote in it. He laughed at himself and muttered, "Well,

out and tapped on the screen. There was no

turn on his phone, not even for a short period.

of Justice who were tracking him, it might

who had blood ties with him, made him

why don't you send me some money to my bank account and I'll get the liquor

rage and snapped. "Get lost. Do you want

rubbed his

cursing Pierre. Pierre was in distress, indeed. He did not even dare to

to sit on the

secretary's head

eyes and looked at Oswald. Then, he asked drunkenly, "How did it

I'm the one on the mission, I'll definitely succeed. Look, these are the documents that I took from the safe box. There are some other things

up the

Pierre, do we need to burn the bag of

stared at the woman who was tied up with rope and lifted his jaw.

been in trouble. Mr. Pierre, you must teach this woman a lesson. Don't let her go easily," replied Oswald as he pointed

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