Chapter 448: The Handsome and Solemn British Officer

The glass double doors were smashed open by a group of bodyguards, and two lines of uniformed elites stormed in, their footsteps in sync, like a well-trained army, and all carrying guns.

In Sloviane, other than the police, the only ones who dared to swagger with their guns out in the open were Wayne Bailey's personal guards.

There was a slight panic in the restaurant, and everyone looked at the entrance, thinking that a high-ranking political figure was about to appear.

In an instant, Wayne Bailey's men occupied the restaurant from all sides.

Wayne Bailey entered, followed by Wilfred and two doctors carrying medical kits.

Anna Jadwin's spine stiffened, not expecting him to give in so soon and show up.

She thought his silence after what she said in the morning would last for days.

Wayne Bailey's face was dark, wearing a thick double-breasted coat, black military boots, and the handsome, solemn and lethal air of a British officer.