"But now, you are the distinguished commander of Los Angeles, People will want to flatter you, how about you tell them that you have expropriated the mansion. They won't dare to say anything, What do you think of my idea wonderful right?" Greg smiled and looked at him eagerly waiting for praises.
Richard smiled and he signaled for him to come closer, he moved closer happily.
Richard kicked his leg, "You asshole"
"Don't! Stop!" Greg quickly moved back.
"Like i said, i didn't become the commander of Los Angeles so that you could bully the civilians" he warned him.
"But we are broke" Greg said breathlessly.
Richard glared at him, "Say it, how much do you need?"
"Altogether, fourty to fifty thousand dollars at least" Greg replied.
Richard Exhale and took a sip from his coffee.
Bremo saw his father to the airport since the agreement they made with Richard was for his father to leave Los Angeles his father has to go out of the city to San Jose.