Sayon, Woods Family!
At this moment, Antonio Woods, as the head of the Woods family, was tremblingly kneeling in the hall, his face full of ingratiating expressions, as if he was trying to please someone.
"Mr... Mr. Duke, is there some misunderstanding? Did I, Antonio, offend you somehow? Is that why you have taken the trouble to come here in person? With a word from you, I will definitely come to your door to apologize."
He was careful in his courtesy, and the cold sweat on his forehead had nearly soaked his pajamas.
Half an hour ago, he had just finished taking a bath and was about to lay down when Amanda had led a group of more than a hundred people and dismantled the front door of the Woods family's house.
Moreover, they directly brought him, who had just prepared to lay down, to the hall.