Chapter 82
Olive looked at the twenty uniform bodyguards outside, staring at Ezra Greene, the dog man, all day.
She was in a good mood.
Especially the bald headed bodyguard who looked fierce.
Every time Ezra Greene appeared in the sight of the bald bodyguard, he would give Ezra Greene a fierce and fierce look.
It seems to be a warning to Ezra Greene to be quiet.
Ezra Greene was stared at, not daring to say anything, as cowardly as a grandson.
Sure enough, the wicked have their own way.
Olive is in a good mood.
She tapped on Clara Doyle's desk.
"Clara, you are really awesome. You can meet a domineering president even if you walk around. Do you think his twenty bodyguards are majestic? They are standing there today to protect you. Your treatment is too Well, I don’t even dare to write the plot of a novel like this."
Clara Doyle also failed to recover from yesterday's encounter.