Chapter 31 Jamole Craves Twenty Billion Dollars

• Jamole was perched at the window when Susan Pablo drove into the compound, amidst screeching of tyres. When she was assisted into her wheel chair, he could see her face had gone crimson despite the dark hour of the night. He knew someone had rattled her cage; definitely it could be McDonald who pissed her off.
• The moment her security rode her into the sitting room, he hastened to her side to know what the problem was.
• “Good evening boss,” the security greeted and bowed to Jamole.