However, as he passed by Marsha, Marsha smiled at him and said, “Do you understand it now? It’s not about who can get the most men, but who can call someone better.”
It was a simple truth to choose quality over quantity.
Of course, Marsha was capable of handling Mr. Lorren himself, even without summoning Quentin and the rest.
However, it was a normal dispute after all. It was under the sheriff’s department’s jurisdiction, so it was better to let the mayor, Quentin, handle it than the city defense army’s commander-in-chief.
The movie had not finished, but several people were already planning to leave.
The female owner Celine followed Quentin and Marsha downstairs.
“I’m so sorry. I didn’t expect anything like this to happen,” Celine bowed and said regretfully.
“It’s alright. It’s alright. It was just a small incident. No one will mind,” Quentin said flatly.
Then the female owner, Celine, walked up to Marsha again.
She bent over slightly and said, “Commander Barne, I’m sorry you had to experience that… If you ever need any help, please feel free to contact me. I will do my best to help you. Here’s my business card. The female owner Celine said and handed over an exquisite business card with both hands.
Marsha nodded and accepted it.
There was nothing else going on. Quentin exchanged a few pleasantries with them and left in the car with his daughter, Shania.
The female owner, Celine, also returned to the cinema with her staff. Therefore, only Marsha, Mandra, and Bjorne were left there.
It was already about 10 pm, and Mandra looked into the dark sky and asked, “Mr. Barne, would you like a ride back to the army camp?”
Mandra remembered Marsha walking there.
Marsha waved his hand and said, “No thanks. I can walk back.”
“How is that…”
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