Observing Quietly

Leading the group was a middle-aged man dressed in an executive jacket, followed by several individuals, including Hunter Quinn.

Now, due to a crowd of groundless journalists, both the alarmed and unalarmed were stirred into action.

“Hello, please excuse us for a moment,” one of them spoke up.

Max was momentarily taken aback, quickly stepping back to make way.

The group entered, and the middle-aged man at the forefront began to speak, “I'm here to testify for her.”

Upon seeing the middle-aged man enter, Tristan Ford's eyes narrowed slightly. His gaze then landed on Cynthia, his thin lips forming an almost imperceptible curve.

No wonder she remained so composed. Turns out, she had an ace up her sleeve.

On the sidelines, Donald watched yet another influential figure appear, a sensation of excitement stirring within him for no apparent reason.