Huh?
Will Jones's eyebrows furrowed, a look of disgust immediately flashing across his face.
"Who the hell has the audacity to bark in front of me? Who?! Get out!" Will Jones said furiously, an air of arrogance and contempt surrounding him.
Just as Will Jones turned his gaze to the entrance, Beckett, looking sharp in a suit and followed by a group of men equally well-dressed, made his entrance into Jones Group headquarters.
After being through the wringer for half a month, Beckett at this moment appears noticeably different from his previous self.
Gone was his past timidity, replaced by an overpowering confidence. Just by standing there, he was enough to intimidate many people.
This was all the result of standing behind and learning from the Kylin.
Even now, he still congratulated himself over his decision to stand unwaveringly by White Mitchell's side that day.
Without White Mitchell, there would be no him today.