Chapter 138: Undercurrent (Lower)
Saurun was wearing a black suit and a white shirt. His handsome appearance and noble blond hair made him the center of attention wherever he went. But careful people will find that Sauron has been too pale lately, and with dark eyes. Although he had been meticulously modified, it was hard for him to escape the eyes of the people he cared for.
In the Parkland family’s base camp, there were definitely a lot of people who had ulterior motives.
As soon as he woke up today, he was informed by the butler that old Brent wanted to see him. In the time since Saurun had been dismissed from his post in the form of the Crimson Knight, old Brent had not even glanced at his grandson once. After finding out that his grandfather wanted to see him today, Saurun thought that his bad luck had finally come to an end.
However, when he arrived at the door of the office of the 16th floor’s old Bu Jieter, the butler, Bai Ni, didn’t look too good.
“Young master, don’t say anything after you enter. Master is not in a good mood right now.” Benny whispered, and opened the office door for Sauron.
The door opened, and the loud roar of the old Bu Jieter came from inside. When Saurun heard this, his heart sank. From this battle, as long as one was not a fool, he would know that nothing good would happen. Saurun was naturally no fool. God only knew how much he wanted to turn around and leave. He did not need to take on the wrath of the old Brent. But since old Brent wanted to see him, Sauron had no choice but to force himself to walk into the office.
The door closed behind him.
Saurun looked at it and saw that it was decorated like in the old days in a huge office. Other than the head of the family, old Brent, there were three other people present.
Standing to the right of old Brent was a middle-aged man who looked very much like Sauron, except that his carefully trimmed beard made him look all the more dignified. This man was Sauron’s father, Heinz, and because of his ability, he was relied upon by old Brant as his right-hand man. In the family, he was known as Little Brent.