Alexander Summers arrived suddenly, and by the time the bodyguards in the villa reacted, they had already lost the initiative.
Gavin Graves didn't feel embarrassed; when it came to ambushes and sneak attacks, no one could compare to Alexander Summers.
The people outside rushed in, forming two layers inside and outside, gun barrels against gun barrels, fists facing fists.
Alexander Summers was still staring at Cherry, speaking slowly, "Put down your guns, we're here as guests today."
His people, upon hearing this, lowered their raised guns, and Gavin Graves's people followed suit in putting away their weapons, yet the atmosphere remained tense.
Gavin Graves laughed, "Your style of visiting really is unique; I thought there was a group of kidnappers barging in. As someone who was once the mayor, you should mind your manners a bit, don't let outsiders laugh at us."
Cherry hung her head low, silent, just clutching his hand tightly and shrinking behind him.
