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Chapter 1184 - Chapter 1184 Chapter 1184 Be Self-Aware Get Out
Chapter 1184: Chapter 1184: Be Self-Aware, Get Out! Chapter 1184: Chapter 1184: Be Self-Aware, Get Out! At 5:30, Camila Walker picked up her coat and bag and left the Company Building.
According to the scheduled time, she arrived at a private room inside Duke Station Throne, but the client she was meant to meet seemed not to have arrived yet.
Sitting inside the private room, she waited a little while, watching as every minute and every second passed, five minutes had gone by since the agreed meeting time, yet the client had still not shown up.
She stood up and decided to make a trip to the restroom.
“Chairman Harrison, so you are really here.”
Meanwhile, in the private room next door, Lewis Harrison sat on a genuine leather sofa, the dim light inside highlighting his handsome contour as he appeared lost in thought.
Looking at the man who entered the private room, he lifted his eyes slightly, glancing at the middle-aged man who’d come in.
Who was this man? In Lewis Harrison’s memory, he didn’t recall ever seeing this middle-aged man before.
Yet, the man seemed to recognize him.
“Who are you?” Raising his somewhat icy pupils, Lewis Harrison spoke indifferently, eyeing the middle-aged man standing before him.
Today, his visit here had been a spontaneous decision, and he hadn’t told anyone, not even his personal assistant knew about it. So how did this middle-aged man find out?
Hearing this, the man walked in and looked at Lewis Harrison with a smile.
“Of course, Chairman Harrison would not recognize me, I’m just a nobody.”
At this time, there was no one else in the private room. Lewis Harrison gracefully held the cup in his hand, seemingly already sensing that the man before him was ill-intended.
“If you’re a nobody, then be sensible and get out,” his gaze flicked as he pointed towards the private room door entrance.
Listening to his domineering tone, the middle-aged man chuckled as if he wasn’t the least bit intimidated by the authority emanating from him.
At that moment, Camila Walker was coming out of the restroom. Just as she silently passed by a private room door entrance, suddenly, a figure flew out, directly knocking her to the ground.
Caught off guard by what had happened before her eyes, she felt a pain on her forehead.
Propping herself up against the wall, Camila Walker struggled to stand, reaching to touch her forehead, she could feel that it had already swollen up quite badly!
Before she could fully regain her composure, another figure flew out from the private room, landing abruptly right in front of her!
She looked at the scene before her with a hint of alarm, and turning her head, she could only see a brawl happening inside the private room to her left.
Snapping back to reality after her shock, Camila Walker quickly stood up, not even caring about the injury on her forehead, and only wanted to quickly escape from this place of trouble.
Such fights, often sparked by drunkenness, were common here, and Camila had long since become used to it.
Just as long as they didn’t involve her, that was enough!
However, just as she prepared to stand up and flee, her eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure.
At this point, the private room door seemed to have been broken, and standing outside, Camila could see everything inside the room clearly.
Looking at the familiar figure inside, for a moment, Camila forgot about escaping.
Leon Hayden? Why was he getting into a fight?
Moreover, it seemed that he was fighting against several people by himself.
Watching his nimble moves, Camila was suddenly spellbound.
His moves, every strike, were so similar to those of Clayton Howard…
Watching Leon Hayden fight, Camila stood at the entrance of the private room, lost in a daze.
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