"It's fine. It's just two dogs barking outside. I'll deal with them myself when I have the time."
Since these people had ignored Lott's warning, then Lott would find a time to get rid of all these people.
Lott still had an appointment to attend to tonight. He could not delay time because of these two trashes.
"But Mr. Lott, I have to remind you.
"Bieber from the Ian Family said that he'd catch you personally. I can't promise anything else, but as long as you're with me, I guarantee that no one will dare to touch you here."
Those who could achieve that position were naturally smart people.
With just a little thought, Schubert knew what Lott was thinking. He thought that Lott was worried about his safety.
Although Lott had demonstrated his superhuman strength, this era was no longer where one could speak with one's fists.
'You were indeed very good at fighting, but no matter how good you were, could you beat a gun?'
Schubert thought that Lott was afraid of these things and that was why his expression changed.
Lott took a look at Schubert. However, he was too lazy to explain.
Telling an ordinary person that he had the ability to search. Who would believe Lott?
It would be strange if the other party did not treat you as a lunatic.
"Prepare a car and buy more snacks and toys. I'm going out."
Lott said to Schubert emotionlessly.
"Then about the lady..."
Schubert said hesitantly.
"I'll go to the appointment on time tonight. Now, I have my own things to do."
Lott's eyes were a little cold. He did not want to say it again.
They were in a partnership, not an employment relationship.
Schubert gritted his teeth.
"Then... Okay, I'll send someone to follow you to deal with this."
Schubert called over a young man. He seemed to be a new assistant that Schubert had hired.
Schubert gestured at Lott.
"This is Mr. Lott. His next orders are equivalent to mine. You have to serve this person well. Do you understand?"
The young man seemed to be quite smart and nodded repeatedly.
"Mr. Lott, please get in the car."
After closing the car door, he went to the driver's seat.
"Where are we going now?"
Lott looked out of the window at this time and said, "Chicago Welfare Institute."
...
A black car full of snacks and toys stopped at the entrance of the Welfare Institute.
Lott looked at the same outer wall with gratification as twenty years ago. This was the place where he had lived for more than 10 years.
It was as familiar as Lott's home. He really wanted to come here with Yisha to see the children and the principal who had taken care of them.
Everything had become an extravagant hope.
Walking on the quiet path, there were children and teachers passing by.
"The environment is still as good as before."
Lott took a deep breath and praised.
Lott shared the snacks and toys in the car with the children. He touched their heads as his eyes were filled with memories.
Maybe among these children were the future Lott and Yisha.
In them, Lott saw his past. Later, he also met the principal, Aisha. He handed a check of 10,000 US dollars to her.
It was not that Lott did not want to give her more.
It was that he was afraid that if he gave too much, those with ill intentions would target the institute.
The welfare home was full of old people and children. Giving a large sum of money was akin to harming them.
However, Lott would continue to help them for a long time.
Lott believed that when Yisha woke up, she would support him.
Here, Lott seemed to have returned to the happy days of the past. He studied and played with them.
Time passed by little by little.
Until sunset...
The assistant approached Lott, who was playing hide-and-seek with the children, and reminded him.
Lott still had an appointment at night. It was like waking up from a dream.
The smile on Lott's face gradually disappeared and turned into calmness.
"Then drive away."
Lott said.
After bidding farewell to the children, Lott got into the car.
In the car, the assistant brought a suit that had been made.
"Please try it on and see if it fits."
As the assistant drove, he looked at Lott through the rearview mirror and said.
Lott casually put on the suit. It unexpectedly fitted him.
This well-tailored suit instantly made Lott look like a gentleman.
The assistant saw Lott's suit and immediately praised him.
"This suit of yours is absolutely suitable for you. Your temperament has been highlighted all of a sudden."
Lott smiled.
This assistant was quite smart. It was unknown if he was Schubert's cousin.
With such a wicked thought, the car had already driven to a small, uninhabited road.
"This road was built by the Schubert Family, so only those with authority are allowed to enter."
The assistant explained respectfully.
Although he could see that Lott still had some doubts, Schubert had reminded him to be respectful before setting off.
The assistant did not dare to put on airs at all.
Soon, the car arrived in front of a villa.
It was called a villa, but it was more like a manor.
There were three villas. They had white outer walls and purple roofs.
There were also some scattered buildings around them. There were large areas of green plants, surrounded by lawns and fences.
There were gardens and big trees planted around them.
Together with the uninhabited terrain around them, this was simply a palace for the top-class, rich people.
As soon as Lott got out of the car, there was a special person waiting at the door.
"Excuse me, are you Mr. Lott?"
"Yes."
"Please show me your invitation."
Lott took it out from his pocket to be verified by the maid.
The gilded sealing wax had a unique identification mark.
After confirming that it was correct, the maid picked up the duty bell and rang it a few times.
This signal meant that a guest had arrived.
The maid tilted her body slightly and extended her right hand to show respect and lead the way.
Lott nodded. To be honest, he was not very used to this kind of situation. He felt a little constrained.
After entering the door, in the living room, Lott finally met the eldest daughter of the Schubert Family.
This identity might not have been heard of by ordinary people. If it was five years ago, Lott would not have been in constant contact.
The Schubert Family's eldest daughter, Lily, in the upper circle of society, was absolutely a proud daughter of the heavens.
Whether it was his mysterious identity or his nine points of absolute beauty and cold temperament or his superb business vision, in the Chicago Real Estate Group, Schubert was only a director.
The one who really had control was the eldest daughter of the Schubert Family.
This information, only after Lott had met her in person, did he understand.
"I don't think we're here to eat. If you want to say something, just say it directly."
Lott completely ignored the etiquette of the upper class and said straightforwardly.
It could be said that Lott did not care, but it could also be said that he was disdainful.
This young lady was obviously a very strong character. She did not like to give up the initiative to have the upper hand.
However, the young lady had a headache facing this man who did not play by the rules.