Seeing this man, Glen Wolfe's face changed, and he lowered his voice urgently:
"Mr. Wolfe, this man is the nephew of the Special Forces Commander Lukas Simon, Alberto Simon.
You must not act rashly later, or it will cause big trouble."
Greg Jensen hummed noncommittally and walked over to Alberto Simon's table, sitting down directly.
Alberto Simon halted in his movements and slowly lifted his head, looking puzzled at Greg Jensen, frowning, he said, "Who are you? Who let you sit down?"
Greg Jensen shifted to a comfortable position and said indifferently, "This restaurant is mine, why can't I sit?"
"Your restaurant?"
Alberto Simon picked up a napkin to wipe his mouth and tossed it aside, saying indifferently, "Just because you say it's yours, it's yours?"
Seeing the tension rising, Glen Wolfe quickly stepped forward and said with a forced laugh:
"Young Master Simon, the thing is, we indeed bought this restaurant from the Green family.
