Uncle Moore was taken away by the police.
The party ended.
Logan Moore turned his head to look at Julia Land, "Was it you?"
Julia Land smiled faintly, "What are you talking about?"
As he watched Julia Land's retreating figure, Logan Moore frowned, suspecting that today's events were definitely related to her.
The car drove out of Uncle Moore's mansion.
The police came for Uncle Moore, which had nothing to do with anyone else, so they naturally could leave on their own.
"Assistant Hughes, have you been trained?" Julia Land asked Tyler Hughes casually while sitting in the car.
"Yes, I've trained in Taekwondo. Don't let my looks deceive you, boss—I can really fight!"
Tyler Hughes proudly showed off his muscular arms, patting them, "Solid muscle, my future girlfriend is definitely going to feel very secure."
Julia Land hummed indifferently, her gaze fixed outside the window as the streets flew by.
Seeing this, Tyler Hughes was disappointed for a second but quickly cheered up.