I thought he was just an ordinary person who could handle a carving knife, but I didn't expect him to face those thugs with equal momentum. He was genuinely surprised when he heard the report from below.
"Anyway, Boss Wanner, since you sent someone to protect me, I owe you one."
Julius Goodman smiled faintly, pushing an envelope toward Wanner. "Consider this my token of gratitude."
Wanner thought it was money and didn't want to accept it.
How much money could be in such a thin envelope?
Given his own worth, he probably wouldn't need checks or anything like that.
But Julius Goodman said, "Since it concerns the Rowe Family, I imagine Boss Wanner would be interested."
"Oh?"
Wanner raised his eyebrows with interest and opened the envelope. Instantly, his eyes widened in shock. "Is... is this all true?"
"Whether it's true or not isn't for me to say. If Boss Wanner doesn't believe it, you can verify it yourself."
