Chapter 717

Chapter 717

This is getting ridiculous.

He thought he was going to get Chaz, but ended up getting himself

instead?

Damn it!

He had never been so angry before.

What a fool Christian was for selling that Panda Byebye to Chaz. Who

knows if Franklin will think that Harold, as the older brother, instructed

Christian to do it!

Harold's vision went black and he almost passed out from anger.

The colleagues from the Department of Justice had taken Chaz into

custody and said matter-of-factly to Harold, "This situation has serious

implications. As for Christian... we ask Mr. Gamble to handle it fairly."

"Mr. Bentley and Mr. Santana will be taken away with us.”

Chaz and Tucker maliciously planted the Trojan horse in MI6's

computer system which severely damaged their own new energy

interests as well as their relationship with Franklin - who provided them

with new energy in the first place.

It was only natural for them to be dealt with accordingly.

If Christian knew what Chaz intended to do with the Trojan horse when

he sold it to him, then he would have committed a crime. If he didn't

know, then punishment would still likely be unavoidable.

Harold was shaking all over from anger; his face turned white as he

said coldly to Franklin, “Mr. Maskelyne, I will give you an explanation

about this matter.”

"Well... I'll wait for Mr Gamble's good news," replied Franklin, standing

up tall; making the office feel cramped once again.

The man strode off on his long legs encased in suit pants, leaving

Jasper behind who looked deeply at Harold saying, “I hope Mr. Gamble

won't disappoint my young master.”

With those words spoken, Jasper quickly followed after Frankin, leaving

only Harold and his assistant behind in the office chair, exhausted by

cold sweat thinking about Christian... Damn him!

At the Gamble mansion, Christian stayed up all night working on

programming along side several colleagues until dawn broke through.

He slept until past two o'clock in afternoon before stumbling downstairs

looking disheveled telling one of his servants, "Make me something eat

or I'll starve."

Just as he was about to turn around and go back upstairs to sleep for a

while, Harold suddenly stormed into the living room with an aggressive

demeanor, glaring at him with a dark look in his eyes.

It startled him, and his drowsy expression was instantly replaced with a

bewildered one as he looked at Harold. "Bro, why are you looking at

me like that? Your expression is really scary!"

Harold maintained a calm expression as he stared sternly at Christian.

"Tell me, how did you make a deal with Chaz? What exactly have you

done?"

Christian looked a bit stunned and took a moment to respond before

saying, “I didn't do anything... he just wanted a Trojan horse, so I gave

him one. What's the problem?"

Harold coldly rebuked, "Do you think the Gamble family isn't chaotic

enough? Why did you have to get involved with him! Do you even know

what he did with that Trojan horse?"

Christian's mind went blank, and his previously confused and muddled

brain was now even more bewildered.

What can he do? Is he allowed to kill people and break the law?

Upon hearing the argument between the two brothers, old Mrs. Gamble

quickly came out of her room and looked at Harold, who was furious.

She felt sorry for her young grandson and asked him, "Harold, what's

wrong with you? You started yelling at your brother as soon as you

walked in. Your brother stayed up all night last night!"

"Grandma, please don't always protect him. He always makes mistakes

and you protect him, which has led to the current disaster!" Harold

became irritated when he heard that the old Mrs. Gamble was

protecting his brother.

"How much bigger can it get? He's either at work or at home every day,

glued to his computer. What kind of trouble could he possibly cause?"

The old Mrs. Gamble still feels sorry for her grandson.

Christian had no idea what Chaz had done, and he was very annoyed.

"Do you think you're a minister? You can come home and yell at me?

It's just a Trojan horse. Can it really turn the world upside down?"

Harold was restless and his chest heaved with anger.

There was anger burning in his eyes as he walked straight towards

Christian, raising his hand and slapping him across the face with a dark

and brooding expression.

"Are you still shameless enough to say that? Let me tell you, you've

turned the world upside down!"

Christian was left dizzy and seeing stars from the force of the slap.

A hot and painful sensation on the face.

Mrs. Gamble had just returned from outside when she saw her son

being slapped by Harold. She walked over angrily and stared at Harold,

saying, "What do you mean? How dare you hit your brother?"

Christian looked up, clearly stunned by Harold's outburst. "I... I just

provided a Trojan horse..."

"You still won't admit it!" Harold was so angry he could barely contain

himself. He had always loved his half-brother, even though his

stepmother always seemed to have something against him and

nitpicked at everything he did.