"Is there something wrong?" She cautiously asked, slowly walking up behind him.
The man turned around and gave her a smile, but it was clearly forced, "Nothing's wrong, I'm just going out for a bit..."
Saying that, he patted her on the shoulder and left with large strides.
He left in a hurry, taking only fifteen minutes to drive from the parking lot to the Blue Bar, almost speeding the whole way without regard for the red lights.
Inside the exclusive private room at the Blue Bar, the atmosphere was grim at the moment. Randell, accompanied by five staff members, had been waiting for nearly an hour. Everyone's expressions were serious, and the staff members were so nervous their faces were turning pale.
When Lorraine Hanson walked in, they were so frightened they lowered their heads, not daring to look at him.
"Did you find out?" Lorraine Hanson asked Randell in a deep voice as soon as he entered, his sharp eagle-like eyes scanning each person's face like a sword.
