67 Loneliness

"So, you're the boss of the Reed Group?! Give back our money!"

"Corrupt capitalist, how many people have you ruined?!"

The scene outside the maternity ward was chaotic, with Nathan instantly surrounded by a group of pregnant women and men.

"Emily, let's go."

Mr. Satan carried Emily with his arms and smoothly escorted her away from the commotion.

As they got into the car, Emily still felt a lingering unease.

Mr. Satan tenderly rubbed her forehead, fastened her seatbelt, and started the car. "Don't worry, your uncle is fine."

Emily looked up at him.

Mr. Satan gave her a gentle look. "I have some connections in New York City. Nathan can't touch the people I want to protect."

Every time he said something like this, he seemed nonchalant. It was as if things that were difficult for ordinary people were trivial for him.