Chapter 457: I'll Leave on My Own…

The words had barely left his mouth when Gabriel Jauncy spotted the one person he least wanted to see. Branson Unstead. An elderly man followed at Branson's side. Branson swept his gaze across the packed courtyard and the dozen-plus bodyguards sprawled on the ground. He frowned, genuinely puzzled. "What happened here?" "And who are you supposed to be?" Camilo Zerba demanded as he watched Branson walk in, his brows knitting together. The Warth Mansion usually never saw outsiders. Yet strangers...