CHAPTER 63: His prisoner 2

  Preston was peeking outside the window. He breathed out a sigh rather relaxingly, "Rude? Did I?"

  "Adam, don't you dare play around. Eldora is a good girl, you will be..."

  Preston suddenly felt wearied. He yanked his neckband loosely and whispered, "Are you done? Mr Gray. If so, please excuse me." With that, he waddled past him...

  "Where are you going?" Seeing him ready to leave, he inquired Preston.

  On the other hand, Preston retorted to him in a voice sounding as if he did not give a damn. "That doesn't look like you. Asking where your brother's..."

  "Stop there! You can't..."

  "Is there anything with what you can stop me? If you have it, only then try to negotiate with me..." Preston was strolling away when he could feel Dorian's agitated eyes fixed on him, watching him as he was leaving. But before turning to the left he abruptly halted and without circling said, "You have got a chance to negotiate only once, do you think it will work on me every time? Mr Gray."