Gerald on the other hand, simply sat there quietly. He was no saint and he wasn’t obligated to help everyone with everything. He knew that Blake Wadford sounded familiar and if he wanted to, he could even talk him out of it. But Gerald didn’t want to. He had no obligations to help Yolanda and Jarvis. Both of them were mere strangers to him.
Besides, Yolanda had constantly looked down on him. She deserved to be beaten up like this for always being so stubborn and reckless. It would seem that Queeny and the others were going to be involved in this as well.
All of a sudden, a team of employees rushed into the restaurant.
“M-Mr. Wadford! Stop! Please stop!” pleaded what seemed to be the team’s leader. More employees rushed in behind her.
The leader of the team was the girl at the ticket counter earlier. She was apparently also responsible for this area.
“Huh? Oh, it’s you Becky. What’s wrong? Why shouldn’t I beat them up?” scowled Blake.
Becky immediately stood beside him before whispering into his ear. In an instant, Blake’s face turned pale.
‘…What? They were let in by Mr. Lyle?’ Blake thought to himself.
“The security team informed me that they had caused a fight here so I came running as soon as I could, Mr. Wadford!” explained Becky.
Blake went silent for a moment before he took in a deep breath. He now knew who these people were. They weren’t even supposed to be here in the first place. However, it would seem that this Jarvis guy gave his father a call which eventually got them in.
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