When the feast started, many people crowded around the table Watson was sitting at, they were unceasingly toasting and buttering up to Watson. In contrast, fewer people went up to the Gould family.
When the feast was about to end, there was a sudden bang as the door slammed open.
Sean, in his dark green robe, and Allen walked in simultaneously. Trailing behind them were Simon and a handful of bodyguards.
"Isaac Garten, you have the nerve to enjoy yourself thoroughly at the front row. It never crossed your mind that someone would come after you, did it?" roared Allen.
The guests shuddered and looked toward Allen.
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