She Was the Best at Coaxing People

The man walked towards Charlotte. Before he could take a few steps, he was suddenly held up by two black-suited bodyguards on the left and the right.

This man had been in gangs for many years, so he wasn't timid. "Who are you?" he shouted. "Let go of me now! I'm not easy to mess with! Ask around this street, and you'll find out who I am!"

A bodyguard chuckled softly. "You provoked President Stevens, yet you're still talking big. Looks like you want to dig your own grave."

The gangster froze.

President Stevens?

He glanced up. A tall figure had appeared in front of him at some point in time.

That fierce, intimidating presence was hard to ignore.

Although he didn't know who this man was, he immediately understood from the man's intimidating aura that he was not someone to provoke.

The gangster was immediately confused. When had he offended such a big shot?

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Tick.