Longman's two subordinates hauled Ezekiel in front of White Mitchell.
By now, Ezekiel had been terrified out of his wits.
Seeing Longman himself on his knees, he plopped right down and prostrated himself before White.
"White, I didn't do it on purpose. It was Ivan who forced me to do it. It has nothing to do with me, nothing at all.
Please spare me for the sake of our past relationships. I promise I will never work for Ivan again.
From now on, I'll be your dog. If you tell me to go east, I won't dare to go west. Is that okay, is it okay?..."
Ezekiel knelt in front of White Mitchell, desperately kowtowing and not daring to raise his head.
He truly regretted his actions to the core.
Amanda, Longman, even the chief of the Sayon Supervision Department, had to follow White's orders.
This was simply not the White Mitchell from five years ago, who could only watch helplessly as he was framed.
This was a powerful tiger, a tiger capable of turning Sayon upside down.