Everyone was fearful and uncertain about what would happen next. Frank even instinctively back-paddled.
When Jared pulled over a chair, he set it down and gently led Ivanna to it, asking, “Are you hurt?" Ivanna casually replied, "I'm okay." "Where were you hurt?" Jared patiently asked again, but everyone who heard that question shivered.
Ivanna reluctantly reached for her left shoulder. Although she didn't make a sound, she grimaced, indicating the injury wasn't minor. The guy who punched her was burly, so the impact must've been significant.
Jared softly asked, "Who hit you?" His voice was calm, yet it sent chills down everyone's spine. The bodyguard who threw the punch shifted his heel involuntarily. Jared gazed at Ivanna's face for a while before turning to Frank, "You said it was a misunderstanding. Now I want to know how it becone." Frank helplessly looked at his subordinates, but no one dared to step forward. He was at a loss and stammered several times without uttering a coherent sentence.
Jared looked at Austin and asked, "So, tellwhat happened." Austin gritted his teeth and recounted the incident in detail, growing increasingly agitated as he spoke. Then, he pointed at Frank and accused him, "He ordered his men to attack." After listening to Austin, Jared turned and said, "Frank, is there a misunderstanding? Does setting up a private court here allow any of your family members to act recklessly and still devise a reasonable excuse? "It's impressive, but I must ask, who gave you such authority," Jared's tone was unwavering. He then instructed his assistant, "Make a call." Ten minutes after the assistant made the call, a group of people squeezed into the small room. Frank panicked and said respectfully, "Mr. Lawrence, I've been negligent!" Jared pointed at one of the officers and said, "Tellwhat happened." The officer he called out was the et one Callie had threatened to sking alive. He eloquently recounted the entire incident and left nothing out. I admired the young officer's courage. When he finished, Jared addressed the newcomers, "Mr. Lawrence, I won't interfere with your official matters. Can we leave now?" Lawrence nodded solemnly. "Thank you for your clarification, Mr. Jared." He then asked the young officer, "Have you prepared the papers?" "Yes, I have, sir. However, they insisted on pressing charges, so we've been unable to release them." The young officer took the opportunity to vent his frustration.
Lawrence looked at Jared and said, "You can go now, Mr. Jared." Jared helped Ivanna to her feet, saying, "As a taxpayer, I look forward to the resolution." He then glanced coldly at the guy who punched Ivanna, which sent shivers down the bodyguard's spine.
The bodyguard stepped forward and knelt, saying, "Mr. Jared, please forgive me. We only do this for the money to make ends meet, I swear. I was just following Mr. Frank's orders. He has done these things countless times." Jared casually responded with a, "Hmm?" The bodyguard then stood up and took a cautious step forward. He added, "They're up to all sorts of things. I can testify." Jared stroked his chin and then et turned to Lawrence. "It seems we have a witness, Mr. Lawrence. I'll submit the rest to you as soon as possible. I'll leave that scum inyour capable hands. You should clean up your staff members, too." Immediately after, Jared led the three of us out with an air of indifference.