Finn Taylor and Yvette Larson thought that these people who got out of the cars were the end of it. But in reality, this was just the beginning.
Shortly after that, cars started driving toward them one after another.
Mercedes Benz and BMWs were the standard, while Bentleys and Ferraris were common. Last but not least, a Rolls-Royce Phantom appeared.
The car rolled to a stop as dozens of besuited and sunglasses-wearing bodyguards stood on both sides of the Rolls-Royce Phantom.
The doors were slowly pushed open, and out walked a man. He was dressed formally and walked with a steady gait. "Ms. Larson, Master Sanders welcomes you."
Yvette Larson looked at the man with confusion in her eyes.
Finn Taylor gripped his wife's hand tightly, providing her with some warmth and comfort.
This man was William Sanders. To put it nicely, he was the adopted son of Grant Sanders, who was the Sanders family's head.
