Chapter 1311

"Mr. Larson, just say what you want to say," Terence said, clearly uninterested in having a proper conversation with Harold. It had been a long while since anyone dared to speak to Harold the way Xavier and Terence had. Ever since leaving that island, Harold's rage had been intensifying. Maddie had disobeyed him and run away. He couldn't execute his plan accordingly. Xavier was difficult to read, and now Terence was giving him an attitude. Harold forced a smile and held back his anger. "Didn't you say that you didn't know who I am, Mr. Devereux?" "Would it feel better if I told you I didn't want to talk to you?" Terence pulled out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it. He took a slow drag, then turned to the side to flick the ashes off. He lifted his wrist to check the time on his watch. Right after that, he said, "I don't have much time. You have five minutes." Julio slipped his hand into the inner pocket of his suit, as if reaching for something. "Behave yourself! You