Chapter 233. Bitch

"As far as he was concerned, he was not qualified to shovel shit for our cats and dogs at all. My husband, we do not need to talk about him anymore. It affects our mood. The green light is now on. Go to the hotel quickly."

"Today is a start-up party, and some friends in our circle were invited, you accompany me down the aisle." Rain said with a smile.

Then Rain left in his Lamborghini Galado.

As soon as Rambo left, Rolls-Royce Gusteau followed.

In the back seat of the Rolls-Royce sat Donald Brown, one of the four elders in the provincial capital, and his granddaughter Betty.

"Grandpa, just now I saw a man who was very similar to him in that picture. He came out of the waste recycling factory." Betty hesitated for a while, then decided to say it.

"Who? Which one? Betty, just say what you have to say. I do not quite understand what you mean." Donald asked.

"Candra's apprentice," Betty said, and Donald's eyebrow frowned.

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