Chapitre 132: I'm going to shake up this case!

Ethan and Abigaile followed the old man into the mansion, walking past servants who were cleaning around and bowing deeply as they passed.

The courtyard was filled with various green plants, artificial hills, and streams, and there were menacing-looking men in black having secretive conversations.

Abigaile leaned closer to Ethan and whispered, "Hey, those guys totally look like they're from an organized crime group. We've definitely walked into some trouble, haven't we?"

"Great," Ethan replied sarcastically, gesturing discreetly towards two bodyguards nearby. "Why don't you go chat with them? We're just here to hang out."

One of the bodyguards in the corner cracked a smile, revealing a scar that looked like something straight out of a horror movie.

Abigaile glanced at him and quickly looked away, moving closer to Ethan.

Though Ethan was just an 18-year-old boy, at that moment, he was the only source of security she felt she had.