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

was stunned. He almost couldn’t snap

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

smiled.

was

able to get President Anderson’s

corners of Chris‘ mouth twitched. He seemed confused. Hunter Anderson was a big shot, and 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 what happened, Dahlia and Lyra had misunderstood him. Since things had already played out, he decided to

he wouldn’t lose out on

I was just trying. I didn’t expect Mr. Anderson to

help laughing. This guy was so thick–skinned. Wasn’t he afraid the ladies would find

you laugh?” Lyra cried, annoyed. “Look at Mr. Nolan. He solved everything easily, but what about you? You only know how to be violent, and you nearly put

only show up now if he is

think you can walk

one who thinks that way. I don’t

responded calmly.

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

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