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###Chapter 14

Chapter 14 ☆☆☆☆☆ Richard Maxwell is seated in his swivel chair as usual with an unapproachable look. His phone constantly beeping and ringing with information he deemed irrelevant since it is his unofficial phone. Focusing his full attention on his laptop, an article popped up, making him to widen his eyes in horror. Betty Harrison is deàd. Questions like; what? How? When? Where? How is Henry and the kids? Is her baby fine? Rushed through his head as he picked up his unofficial phone and dialled his best friend number; Henry Harrison. Henry Harrison and Richard Maxwell have been best of friends since first year of highschool, they met during registration and became friends. The phone didn't go through for the first five times he called, he called the private jet pilot his company owns. Him: I'll need to go to New York by tomorrow. The pilot: Sorry, sir. It won't be possible. The jet is under service and won't be available until Friday next week. Him:

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