Albert walked into the company. The first thing he did was...
"Are you the head of the security guards?"
"Yes, sir." The man lowered his head, trembling with fear.
"Listen, I don't want any reporters at the door." Albert said with anger, "Drive them all away!"
"Yes, sir!"
Albert walked into the elevator with his hands clasped behind his back, the assistant pressed the floor button and the elevator went all the way up.
Before they reached the floor of the president's office, Violet called.
Albert looked at the caller ID and was too irritated to pick it up.
But he answered it eventually, "Hey, honey."
"I'll only give you an hour. Come back after you are done," Violet's voice came through the phone, "We are going to the Saunders family, this is etiquette."
"I..."
"You what? You will be there. I will wait for you. An hour." Then she hung up and didn't even give Albert any chance to refuse.
Ding!
The doors were opened.
"Sir, please," the assistant said respectfully.
Albert held the phone and stood there, motionless, he thought for a second, reached out and pressed the button of the first floor.
The assistant was confused. "Sir, where are we going?"
"Home."
He decided to go back home.
The driver felt confused as well, but dared not ask any questions. He drove towards Arkpool.
The speed was quite fast, because Albert said he was in a hurry.
In the back seat of the car, Albert put the laptop on his knees. He was reading the news, leaning against the chair.
The news was being heated discussed online. It had caused a bigger sensation than he had expected.
About Clarence's arrest, there were all kinds of comments online. Many people had grown from shocked to angry. They found it hard to trust any public figures now.
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