A yellow sports car rushed into the yard and stopped below the steps.
Everyone turned to look and saw Abel leaping off the car.
Seeing Betty surrounded in the middle of the crowd, his eyebrows twitched, and he immediately rushed up the steps.
"Do you want to die?"
"Ab... Mr. Abel?!"
Abel frequently attended various banquets and had a significant reputation in the aristocratic circle, so someone immediately recognized who he was.
"Get lost!"
He shoved aside two bodyguards and strode over, pushing away the two people next to Betty.
"Get in the car!"
Forcefully pushing Tommy away, Betty snorted coldly, walked down the steps, and got into his car. Tommy fell to the ground, looking timidly at Abel with a cold expression.
"Bring your parents to apologize before dark, or else... you know the consequences."
Glancing down at Tommy, Abel turned and dashed down the steps, driving away with Betty.
"Who is that?" Someone who didn't recognize Abel asked in confusion.
