Chapter 863 Then Let’s Claim One Hundred Million

• Amelia Harper went to work like she was heading to a funeral. Mr. Carlos, the secretary, hesitated and told her to check Twitter. Amelia’s yawn froze halfway as her eyes flew wide open.
• Watching his boss’s face, Mr. Carlos spoke carefully, “Mr.Lucas, Legal is waiting on your instructions. Do we send a lawyer’s letter?”
• Amelia lifted her head, baffled, and asked from the soul, “Who the hell is Wen Luren?”