At the Knight pack, a dozen luxury cars were parked at the
door.
With a cold face, Griffon exited the car and walked towards his office, striding his legs.
Andre, who followed closely behind, keenly noticed that he was walking in a hurry, so he hurried to catch up with a group. of bodyguards.
As Griffon walked, he gave Andre an order in a cold voice, “Get the private jet to Washington ready.””
Got it! Andre replied then he asked, “Alpha Knight, how long do you plan to stay in Washington this trip around?”
Griffon replied without emotion. “One year.””
Andre was stunned. He couldn’t help asking out loud, staring
at Griffon blankly, “Alpha Knight, why are you staying there for so long?”
Griffon didn’t respond, but no light seemed to be able to penetrate his eyes.
Seeing him in such
