"It's good that Chloe and I are in the same mood this morning. If you don't have anything important to say, why did you come over and say that Mrs. Bishop is here?" Aman swept a glance at Bucky, his icy-cold brown hair carrying a knife-like sharpness as he said, "Those random people are already here. Why don't you get your men to throw them out? What are you informing us about?"
Bucky lowered his head. "I'm sorry for disturbing Young Master and Young Madam. It's just that this time, Mrs. Bishop is different from the last time. She came back after being dragged away twice. This is a rich district, and there are too many people in the business world. No one is allowed to die here, let alone bring any negative consequences to the people in the ninth district."
"How dare you make such a big noise outside my residence. You deserve to die." Aman said coldly.
