"Dr. George, please don't mistake my tolerance for a license for your insolence. Do you really think you amount to anything in front of me?" As Dr. George repeatedly ignored his words, Pierce Earl was clearly growing angry. His face darkened, and he gestured behind him with a wave of his hand.
"Oh, no—My Lord Earl, what do you intend to do? Let, let go of me…"
Immediately, Dr. George, who had been carrying himself with an air of superiority, saw his expression change and began to stammer in a panic.
The moment Pierce Earl finished speaking, two men dressed in black suits and sunglasses, exuding an extremely cold demeanor, walked up from behind and seized him by the arms.
