Chapter 181: Supplying Tea Leaves

As the Uber arrived up at the imposing gates of the villa complex, the driver glanced toward the security guard approaching the car. The guard tapped on the driver's window, his face neutral but firm.

"Excuse me, taxis are not allowed inside, sir," the guard said.

The driver nodded, about to turn toward Noah to explain the situation, but before he could speak, Noah calmly rolled down his window.

His expression carried effortless confidence, and an unmistakably charming smile.

"Hello, Terence," Noah greeted smoothly. "Could you do me a favour and allow him this time?"

The guard's sternness instantly softened as recognition flashed across his face. "Oh, it's Mr. Thompson!" he exclaimed, stepping back slightly. "Sorry to stop you, sir. Please, enter."

Terence waved to his colleague, signalling for the gates to open. The heavy iron barriers swung inward, revealing the entrance.