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Chapter 1336 - 013 For eight generations, you owe me, Third Master, how much_2

"Oh, it's nothing serious."

Fred Andrews's anxious heart finally eased somewhat after all, the injured party was not just anyone—that was Lucas, the man guarding the commercial empire for the president.

Without getting to the bottom of this, he would have had difficulty briefing the president. If the president inquired, and he was completely clueless, wouldn't that reflect poorly on him?

So, he asked, "What exactly happened? Why is so much blood needed?"

Ave Carlisle glanced at the bedroom, shook her head, and said, "It's better if Yigol Foster tells you about this."

So secretive?

Wasn't that a bit too strange?

Although Fred Andrews was anxious, he was naturally calm and composed. Since Dr. Carlisle was not saying anything, he wouldn't press her, and just asked, "Dr. Carlisle, have you finished your work? It's quite late; should I drive you home? Alan, Emma, and the others..."

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