I know! Mr. Nolan must have helped us out!”

Lyra seemed to have thought of something. Suddenly, she said, “I called him after calling the police just earlier. He must have sent President Anderson here.”

“Chris Nolan?” Dahlia frowned, feeling doubtful.

“That’s right. Mr. Nolan is the only person who would help us and has the power to ask President Anderson for help!” Lyra analyzed, convinced that she was correct.

“Well, that makes sense.” Dahlia agreed.

As they were talking, a red Ferrari stopped by the road. The door opened, and Chris, wearing a set of bright clothes, came down hurriedly.

“Dahlia! Are you okay? I came here immediately after receiving the call!” Chris seemed

worried.

Nolan, thanks for your help. Otherwise, Ms. Nicholson would be in danger.” Lyra

stunned. He almost couldn’t snap back to his

Mr. Anderson had already come just now. He came to rescue

smiled.

Chris was

get President Anderson’s

Chris was in no position to ask for his help. Actually, Chris didn’t even have the right to meet him, much less ask for his help. Although he wasn’t sure

wouldn’t lose

Mr. Anderson to be so kind.” Chris fixed his tie and accepted

Dustin couldn’t help laughing. This guy was so thick–skinned. Wasn’t

“Look at Mr. Nolan. He solved everything easily, but what about you? You only know how to be violent, and you nearly put Ms. Nicholson in

only show up now if he is so amazing?” Dustin responded

he got Mr. Anderson’s help. Otherwise, do you think you can walk out of Sir Spanner’s territory alive?” Lyra replied

who thinks that way. I

responded calmly.

you so ungrateful? Mr. Nolan saved you. Not only did you not thank him, but you’re also sprouting nonsense here.

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