Chapter 1905 The Grand Banquet

The person speaking was none other than Wilfred, who had been watching Barnaby all along. Wilfred stepped closer to his hiding spot, and with each deliberate step, the sound of his footsteps seemed to shatter Barnaby's defenses. Barnaby whispered pleadingly, "Mr. Harrods, forgiveness is a virtuous trait. Can you let me go this once? I'll give you anything you want—money, women, anything at all." Wilfred sneered. "Those things don't interest me." He pulled out his phone and dialed Tybalt's number, then handed it to Barnaby. "The chief executive said to call him as soon as we catch you. He wants a word with you." Barnaby's hands trembled as he took the phone and pressed it to his ear. Immediately, Tybalt roared, "Barnaby Wildingham! You've been with me for so many years. Back when you were competing for the deputy director position, I didn't expose you even when I suspected you'd done something shady. "Yet, you've only grown more brazen. Do you think no one can punish you now? Do