Mr. Chapman had just gathered his things and was about to leave when he saw a tall, stern man standing before him. He didn't know when the man had appeared. He was dressed in a suit, his demeanor cold and proper, but his aura was sharp, his eyes like daggers.
Most importantly, the man was very tall, almost a full head taller than him.
The silent stare and oppressive aura sent a chill down his spine.
"What are you doing? Mind your own business. Get out of my way." The man's voice was weak.
"Apologize," Ryder Sharp said bluntly.
His voice was forceful and devoid of warmth.
Sydney Sawyer ran out from her seat. Sylvie Lockwood was a bit surprised to see them.
But it was clear to everyone that they knew each other.
"Hah—bringing family to a blind date," the man sneered.
This was actually quite normal. Some people brought relatives to blind dates, either to sit and chat with them or to observe secretly from a distance.
