Chapter 1172

The Heath residence.

Otis sat on the couch, lit a cigar and puffed hard.

The ashtray in front of him was filled with cigarette butts.

His face was livid, and his forehead was clearly swollen with veins. All

the blood in his body had rushed to his face, and his eyes were as red

as a wild animal.

"Asshole!"

Everyone was trembling when they heard his thunderous voice.

"Mr. Robertson, I'm sorry.” Eugene was so frightened that his face was

white and he hurriedly knelt on the ground.

“It's been a few days! So many guards! What are you all doing? How

dare you let her escape with that Tommy right under your noses!" Otis

exploded with anger and stood up violently.

Looking at Eugene, who was already shivering, he was even more

angry.

For him, mistakes were never tolerated.

Trash could never be forgiven!

He threw the cigar at the back of Eugene's hand and stamped it down

hard with his foot.

Eugene grunted a few times as he grimaced in pain, gritting his teeth to

hold back the sharp pain. The slick sweat rolled down the side of his

forehead in big globs.

The smell of burning flesh and skin came from the back of his hand and

the sole of Otis’ shoe.

"Mr. Robertson, I'm sorry. Tommy grew up inside the military, so he was

extremely familiar with the routes, plus it rained that night and the rain

cleared the traces, so I don't know exactly how they have escaped. So

we can never track them down."

Eugene explained in a shaky voice, "By the time we realized they had

fled, it was too late. They had already gone away. And, again, we

couldn't send people all over the city to search for them, so we couldn't

find them.”

"Hmph, all of them are trash!" Otis moved his feet.

Eugene hurriedly drew back his hand, the back of which was burnt with

a charred hole from the cigar, and he felt chills down his spine.

"Mr. Robertson, could it be that they have escaped the city?" Eugene

asked, holding back the sharp pain.

"No way." Otis immediately vetoed.

He knew Charlotte. She wouldn't give up yet. Since the bitch dared to

escape and took Tommy with her, there must be something else she

wanted to do.

Damn, he was careless too.

He should not have sent Tommy to take care of Charlotte closely in

order to cover up, and he basically have Charlotte a helper.

"She didn't take her bank card with her, and she could not get too far

without enough money. Keep looking for her. I don't believe she would

just disappear.” Otis bellowed, "You keep an eye on Zora. There's a

good chance she'll seek revenge on Zora."

He was not worried about what Charlotte could do to Joyce, whose

capabilities he knew too well.

He just wanted to follow the line and find Charlotte's trail.

Right now, he did not want to expose all the truth yet.

Bitch, when he found her, he would definitely torture her to death and

never left her any chance.

"Yes, Mr. Robertson.”

Eugene fell to his knees and trembled in response.

Otis sat back on the sofa and crossed his legs, "The old guys are very

restless these days. Who is giving them the courage? I suspect that

someone secretly contacted them."

"Mr. Robertson, what should we do?"

Eugene knew Otis was upset these days.

Originally, things were going well and a new leadership team had been

formed. However, in the last few days, several of General Ralph's

followers suddenly refused to follow Mr. Robertson on everything.

Due to the age and prestige of these old cadres, they could not do

anything to them.