A group of well-dressed men stepped out of the car, imposing and majestic, forming a line next to Arthur.
They looked like a group of underworld bosses, respectfully protecting their “godfather”.
Robin Thatcher, the leader, quickly walked over, her face filled with anxiety.
“Young Master, are you alright? Sorry for my late arrival!”
“It’s fine.” Arthur took a deep breath, temporarily releasing his inner anger.
His expression softened as he replied to her.
The middle-aged man was shocked at the dramatic development, his eyes widened and his voice trembling.
“How…how is this possible?”
Robin sneered and glanced at him with cold eyes, asking,
“Young Master, how do you plan to punish this trash?”
Hearing this serious conversation, the sexy woman beside the man couldn’t help but chuckle.
“Young Master? This loser on an electric bicycle? Who does he think he is? Are all of you actors hired by him? Hollywood?”
After laughing, she shook the man who was still in a daze and added.
“Darling, call Hammond, tell him to beat up these idiots!”
However, in the next moment…
“Slap!”
Her darling slapped her across the face and shouted hysterically.
“You fool, shut up! Or I will cut off your tongue.”
Then he turned his head and nodded obsequiously at Robin, bowing down low.
“Ms Thatcher, hello…hello.”
“I feel so sorry, I didn’t know he was your esteemed friend. I apologize for having offended such a distinguished man. Beg for your pardon…”
His eyes were evasive, and his forced smile looked worse than crying.
In Georgia, everyone knew that Robin Thatcher was one of the most untouchable figures. She was really the one standing at the top of this city!
She conquered the business world here, supported friends in the political arena, and even “fed” the bosses in the dark underground world.
However, such a powerful figure is actually called a young man riding an electric bicycle, Young Master?
Who on earth was he?
Seeing Robin glancing coldly at him, he was instantly frightened out of his wits.
He immediately knelt in front of Arthur, slapping his own cheek hard, expecting forgiveness.
Arthur didn’t even spare him a glance as he calmly said to Robin,
“This is my parking spot. I don’t want to see this Lamborghini parked here, nor do I want to see such low-qualified guests attending the World Tree Banquet.”
“Understood!”
Robin nodded and turned to instruct the bodyguards.
In the next moment, several of them got into the cars, and five Rolls-Royces started their engines together.
They ruthlessly rammed the Lamborghini, step by step, pushing it out of the parking spot!
In no time, the Lamborghini was severely damaged, and the front of the five Rolls-Royces also showed signs of damage.
After just a few seconds, the repair costs amounted to millions of dollars.
The middle-aged man, who had just been repenting, looked at his newly bought car with anguish, but he dared not resist.
Even worse, he was blocked from attending the banquet tonight, which would bring more damages to his business.
No one would cooperate with him because he was on the blacklist of Robin Thatcher.
Arthur calmly took out a checkbook, tore out a blank one from it, and slapped the one on the man’s face, saying.
“Just fill in any amount.”
Then, he strode towards the hotel.
“What…what does it mean?”
The middle-aged man looked at the check in his hand, bewildered and at a loss.
After a while, he excitedly swallowed his saliva and tremblingly picked up a pen, contemplating how much money to fill in, his eyes flashing with greed.
Just then, Robin’s icy voice rang out.
“Young Master doesn’t lack money, you can fill in any amount. You can get the money, but there’s one premise…”
“That is…you should have life to spend the money!”
Drop!!!
The pen slipped from the man’s hand, and he showed a terrified expression, kneeling on the ground, begging for mercy and apologizing with tears streaming down his face.
“President Thatcher, I was wrong, I don’t want compensation anymore, please spare my life! Treat me like a shit and let me go! I will be out of your sight in the future.”
As for his sexy female companion, she had been staring blankly at the scene since being slapped awake.
But Robin couldn’t be bothered with the two of them.
She turned and walked away, catching up to Arthur with a brisk pace.
