Chapter 243

Bringing Down Mitchell (5)

Benedict POV

I could see the sweat beading on his forehead. Before he could respond, Tristan moved in quickly, and caught him by his arm. “Take us to your office in this building. We know that you have one here.”

“What? No!” the manager shrieked.

I punched him on his face just enough to dislocate his nose. “Now!” I growled.

The manager cried, looking at us with disbelief