Chapter 482

"Mr. Dustin Rhys."

"Who's Dustin Rhys? I've never heard of him. Get lost, and don't be an eyesore!" The guard lambasted. Every day, many people sent gifts to the Hill family. It had already become a regular occurrence for them.

"But Mr. Rhys instructed me to deliver this to Sir Patrick personally." Edmund was in a hard spot.

"Hey, do you not understand what I said? I told you to get lost!" The guard was getting impatient.

Edmund was nervous and shrank back in slight fear. "Could you kindly deliver the message at least?"

"Who are you to ask me to deliver a message? Get lost before I lose my cool!" The guard's expression was cold.

"What's the noise about?" At that moment, a tall, well-built man walked out.

The previously upset guard immediately greeted him with a smile. "Mr. Torben, it's nothing. A beggar is being rowdy and wants to pass a gift to Mr. Patrick. I'll get him to leave immediately."

"Hold up." Torben raised his hand to stop him and turned his attention toward E