The Double ( or More ?) Life of The Fake Heiress

Chapter 875

He had to report the situation to Andrew and ask for more backup to arrest this unruly mob. But just as the middle-aged man started speaking, he heard Andrew's assistant on the other end, and his expression changed in an instant.

"A... mistake?" The middle-aged man never expected such a response. He glanced at his men lying on the ground. "How could it be a mistake?"

These guys were clearly a bunch of bandits!

The assistant on the phone didn't say much. "You better take your men and leave. Apologize properly. Offending them won't end well for anyone."

With that, the assistant hung up.

Listening to the dial tone, the middle-aged man looked up at Grady, who stood there in a sleek black suit, exuding an icy and intimidating presence. The assistant's words echoed in his ears: Apologize, don't offend.

The middle-aged man slumped to the ground, wondering where things had gone wrong. How had it suddenly become a situation where they couldn't afford to

offend this person?

Though the conversation wasn't on speaker, the volume was enough for anyone with sharp ears to hear clearly.

eyebrow, his tone casual

feeling of having his life in someone else's hands. He quickly changed his attitude, apologized to Grady, and then made his dozen

and his men left with their tails

away until they were out of sight. Then

and the next, they were admitting a mistake.

down in the main seat, resting his hand

still bothered about the gift he hadn't managed to

asked a question unrelated to the matter at hand, making him pause. He looked at Grady, his face full of

him had the

looked at the three of them, then shook his head. "Never

The men: "???"

at the corner of his mouth, and asked softly, "Your car didn't get

Atlas a

his scalp tighten and straightened up immediately. He hurriedly said, "Ah, Grady, I should head back. The young lady has off and might go shopping or

waiting for a response, he

That damn guy.