Meanwhile, outside the bar, Robert arrived with the company’s bodyguards. When he saw that Emily and the others were safe and sound, he breathed a sigh of relief. “Ms. Emily, is everything resolved?” “I guess you could say that.” Emily nodded. “I heard this is the Baker’s turf and thought there might be trouble. I didn’t think it would be so easy. I’m sure Mr. Micheal is to thank for this?” Robert smiled. The suggestion caused Micheal’s expression to sour immediately. This man just had to annoy him! “Hmm? Why is he here?” Robert wondered as he spotted Henry leaving the bar. He questioned, “What are you guys still doing here? Waiting for someone to take revenge on you? I don’t have the energy to save you again.” He spoke with a calm voice, grasping a bag in his hands. “Who needs saving? You’re so nosy!” Mrs Millers snapped rudely. “Hpmh! Stop showing off. If it wasn’t for Ethan Murphy, could you have walked out of there alive?” Solomon mocked brashly. “That’s enough!” Emily wa

“What if I am?” the inspector sneered. The cigar hung from his teeth as he continued with disdain, “I know you have some punch in you, but even superpowers won’t be useful in my territory! Besides, need I remind you that your gorgeous girlfriend will be very popular if she ends up in prison! Even if you could not care less about yourself, you should keep her in mind! That is, if you can bear watching as the other prisoners ravage such a delicate beauty!” Henry’s expression hardened. Murderous intent seeped from his eyes. “If you dare touch her, rest assured that nothing but death will await you!” While his aggressive remark stunned Emily, she couldn’t help the warmth that filled her chest. “Haha! You can barely stand up for yourself. And to think, you’re trying to threaten me! If you have brains in that head of yours, just apologize to Ethan Murphy publicly. Otherwise, you can’t blame me if I throw your beloved in prison! Give it some thought. You’ll have thirty minutes to think it

“Oh? Did I? Why is it that I’m not aware of this?” Mr. Fisher questioned. His heart skipped a beat, but he didn’t let it show. He asked, “Mr. Alex, did something happen?” “Fisher! Don’t you dare pull tricks on me! Heed my order and release Henry right this instant! Or else, don’t blame me for cutting you off for good!” Alex yelled into the phone. “Mr. Morris, there must have been a misunderstanding! I don’t know a Henry at all. How about I look into it for you?” The officer desperately put on an act by lying. There was no way he would spill the beans on the plan. “Alright then, you fat bastard. You have no idea what you’re getting yourself into! Mark my words–if anything happens to Henry, you and your whole family will go down with him!” Alex hung up the phone with a threatening growl: “Did that old man get up on the wrong side of the bed today?” grumbled Fisher, his displeasure written all over his face. “Sir, what’s wrong?” the Baker asked cautiously. “What’s wrong? Where di

“What? This kid knows Mr. Alex Morris and Jonathan Adams?” Baker turned pale with shock. He didn’t believe it when Mr. Fisher told him about this. Now that he had witnessed the situation with his own eyes, only then did he realize the gravity of the situation. “Wow, even Mr. Alex is here. Mia must have asked for his help to save you. Seems like she really can’t live without you, huh?” Sarcasm dripped from Emily’s voice as she spoke. “Mr. Alex, why are you here as well?” Mr. Fisher frowned. Mia alone was tough enough to handle. If Alex and Jonathan joined in the fray, things might get out of hand. “If I didn’t show up, would you listen to reason?” Alex retorted angrily. “Mr. Alex, I informed you in the call last time. Give me some time so I can look into it. If there’s a mistake. I will let him go immediately.” Mr. Fisher tried to wriggle his way out.“I have no time to waste yapping with you. Let Henry go this instant!” Alex ordered impatiently. The corrupted ways of the police

At this moment, in a beautiful villa. Ethan was talking to a young man dressed in luxurious clothes. Behind that man, two female bodyguards stood at attention. They were armed with swords and emitted an unapproachable aura. "Mr Paul, I'll keep giving you these secret antidotes to cure your illness. All I just want is your support and that of your father's guild," Ethan said."Sure, you'll receive my support and that of my father's," Paul stretched forth his hands to receive the antidote. "However, Ethan, don’t get ahead of yourself. If you want my father’s support, first, you would have to supply us with these antidotes continuously. Secondly, loyalty is paramount. Do you understand?” Paul said sternly. “I will remember your advice, Mr. Paul!” Ethan nodded. While talking, they were interrupted by a commotion from the gardens. The noise sounded like a cacophony of curses and cries of pain. “What’s going on?” Ethan frowned. At this moment, a bodyguard rushed into the room, his