One minute later, the assistant gave the answer, 'Mr. Bluce there is a shift at ten o'clock in the morning.'

Bluce slammed on the accelerator with his right foot and sprinted all the way, his anger roaring like the engine of a sports car.

'Damn woman! How dare you run away! Oh Kora! You will be dead if I find you!!' Bluce's appeared with a terrifying and strange face.

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