Despite his exaggerated movements, he spoke softly.
Winnie glanced at him and smiled helplessly.
The other dignitaries at their table wondered how Titus would react, but they did not associate Titus with Sean or the others.
After all, it was no secret to Ocean City’s dignitaries that Titus and Curtis did not get along.
People only thought Titus was laughing so exaggeratedly because he thought he could see Curtis and Kennedy being humiliated.
Optimus Security Services marched silently into the venue hall next door after entering.
They marched with a majestic gait, and an inexplicable aura emanated from them.
Although they were not as powerful as the dignitaries here, their aura intimidated the dignitaries from looking straight at them.
“Your seats are here!”
Curtis pointed to a few empty seats and said to Sean and the rest.
Sean and the rest did not pay attention to him but sat in the seats he pointed to.
There were a few other people at the table, but Sean did not know them nor want to interact with them.
However, just because Sean did not want to talk to them, it did not mean the others would leave him alone.
A stout man’s eyes moved as he said to Theodore, Michael, and Jadon, “Old Master Davis, Old Master Carver, Mr.
Quartz! Is this the famous owner of Optimus Security Services, Mr. Lennon?”
“Yeah.”
Theodore nodded but did not say another word.
However, the stout man was not shy with strangers. After identifying Sean, he looked at Sean.
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