Chapter 212 Piece In His Game

• “Stanley Connor, I am very disappointed in you. Your father, Lewis, was a good man. I never thought you would fail to carry even a fraction of his good morals.” President Walker’s voice was firm, heavy with disappointment.
• He raised his hand, and two men rushed forward. They grabbed Stanley by each arm, holding him tightly.
• “What are you doing?” Stanley muttered, struggling against their grip. “Let go! Let go of me!” His voice grew hysterical, but his strength was no match for the sturdy men restraining him.