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,

hands. He quickly changed his

men left with their tails between their

watched the group hurry away until they were out of sight. Then he rubbed his chin thoughtfully. "That was a quick change of

aggressive, ready to make arrests, and the next, they were admitting a

main seat, resting his hand on the armrest, then asked,

still bothered about the gift

pondering when Grady suddenly asked a question unrelated to the matter at hand, making him pause. He looked at Grady, his face

beside him had the same

of them, then shook his head. "Never

The men: "???"

twitch at the corner of his mouth, and asked

Atlas a

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 something. As

a response, he quickly left.

That damn guy.