Selina was taken aback and quickly said, "President Patel, that's not what I meant. In Jiangnan, you're still a big shot, aren't you?"
"I may be a big shot, but according to my dad and brother, there's only one person in Jiangnan who I can't mess with. His status in the Patel Family is like that of a dog owner to us," Nico said.
"The owner of the Patel Family?"
Marcus gasped. The Patel Family was a top-class family for decades. What kind of person could be their owner?
"Well, my dad and brother have been busy with what the owner assigned to them lately. They didn't have time for me, nor did they tell me the truth," Nico shook his head and said, "But as a mere son-in-law, I think it's easy to deal with."
Just then, Selina suddenly shook. There were two people sitting in the bar downstairs, her best friend and that loser Grant!
"Young Master Patel, those two guys downstairs, I didn't expect them to come to us on their own initiative," Selina pointed at Grant and said fiercely.
