The crowd's murmurs gradually died down as everyone turned their attention toward the person who spoke.
A path opened up in the middle, revealing the figure of the speaker. Donning a black windbreaker, he stood tall among the crowd.
The aura he emanated was too strong, and nobody dared to take him lightly.
"Who are you?"
Lewis strode out from the crowd with his long legs. The onlookers fell silent as they observed him, seemingly wanting to know his identity.
Upon seeing him, Quintin couldn't help but frown.
He must be here to chase after Josephine. While Quintin was relieved that Lewis had arrived, he felt embarrassed at the same time by his current situation.
"Lewis, these two little brats snatched Josephine's toys and caused her to fall. This man even slandered us as human traffickers. Look, they even hit her!"
Imitating the way the two children had accused them, Quintin began to complain. Perhaps because he had been hanging out with Josephine recently, he didn't feel ashamed to tattle.
Lewis glanced at Quintin without bothering to hide the disdain in his eyes.
Right after Quintin spoke, someone in the crowd recognized Lewis.
"Oh my, he's Lewis Alvarez!"
"Which Lewis Alvarez? Could he be...?"
"Yes, he's Lewis Alvarez from the Alvarez family. Wasn't he in the news with that celebrity before? It caused quite a stir."
As this information spread, more and more people recognized him.
Many of the visitors here were from Elysium, and considering the fact that they were able to come here, they must have a certain level of wealth. So it wasn't surprising that they knew about Lewis.
Some recognized his name, while others knew him from the news. Regardless of how they knew him, they all understood that he held a significant status.
Upon hearing the chatters, the three brothers exchanged glances, feeling somewhat uneasy.
Were they really that unlucky? It couldn't be a coincidence.
Lewis ignored the comments and gazes of the people around him. He approached Jospehine and looked down at her.
Her face was still swollen, and she looked disheveled as she lay on the ground. She looked up at Lewis with teary eyes and a very aggrieved expression.
Lewis reached out his slender hand toward her. "Get up."
Josephine stared at his attractive hand for a while, then glanced back at Quintin, who was still being held down on the ground. She hesitated briefly before extending her hand and placing it in Lewis' palm.
He held her hand and lifted her up from the ground.
He assessed her condition. Due to the rain, her pajamas were dirty, and her face was swollen.
Lewis' expression darkened when he saw her in this state.
He turned to the three men and asked, "So you're saying she's a human trafficker?"
The men realized the situation and quickly let go of Quintin. They stood together as if in a military formation.
"Well, it might be a misunderstanding." The man forced an awkward smile. "They made both my kids cry, so I thought they were human traffickers. Who knows..."
As Lewis' expression grew colder, the man's voice softened. "Who knows why these two adults decided to pick on young children?"
Quintin corrected him, "Please get the facts straight. I've already explained that your kids took our toys first and ended up falling while running. And what did you do? You slapped my wife in front of so many people. Don't even think about trying to make excuses!"
"I ..." The man's heart was in a state of panic. He had just remembered who Lewis was and realized he had offended someone he couldn't afford to offend.
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