What the hell—
Hearing the reporters' questions, Henry felt as though his lungs were about to burst with rage. If he could, he would have punched this pack of reporters three times over. In truth, this matter could not entirely be blamed on the reporters; given how flatly Henry had refused just moments ago, who could have expected the fellow to cave in and back down so quickly? It was safe to say it formed a stark, dramatic contrast with his current, humble demeanor.
Seeing Henry, Tai-pan of Jardine's, walk away with a dark expression, the reporters turned their microphones toward Raymond and the other senior police officers.
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