Sean subconsciously took a few steps back. After that, Jones and the rest of their men gathered up
all their courage and they had a downcast expression on their faces as they entered the presidential suite like defeated dogs, with their lowered heads and broken arms!
Donald was stunned when he saw the five men walking into his room. He lost his grip of the teacup in his hand and dropped it to the ground in shock…
Donald stared at the five men in shock and was dumbfounded. “You… you… what happened?! What happened to your foreheads? Why is it all bloodied and covered in blood? This… why does it look like someone has written something on your foreheads?”
Since the five men had their heads lowered, it was rather difficult for Donald to make out the words that were carved on their foreheads.
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