Chapter 162: The Face-Slapping Game

"Good evening." Nash Johnston stepped inside and, with disarming politeness, greeted Jada and Terrance Cole across the room. They had never seen him before. A stranger barging into their home in the dead of night, offering a greeting, left them both dumbstruck. "Who are you?" Terrance snapped. "How dare you break into a private home at this hour? Where are the bodyguards?" Nash looked up, movie-star handsome, and said, "Save your breath. I took out all your bodyguards." "What? Who are you?"...