As soon as Isaac hung up the phone, the redhead began to ridicule him loudly, "Why do you even need an armored motorcade? Punk, do you think you're some kind of fucking army general; asking for an armored motorcade over the phone?"
"My father is an officer in the military district. You sure like to play pretend, moron, except you're trying to fool the expert here," a buff man said, laughing as he stepped forward.
Then, he turned to Cameron and said, "Mr. Hart Ir., don't worry. With one phone call from me, no one from the military would dare come."
Cameron nodded with a grin. Seeing Isaac's serious expression, he couldn't help but find the whole situation amusing.
"Isaac, don't you know that pretenders always get caught? That guy's father manages the entire military district. Aren't you just humiliating yourself?"
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