There was a creak and
the door to the private room was pushed open and Harold Ross walked in.
Harold Ross's expression was hurried. Behind him, three to four people were carrying a big tub.
When Harold Ross saw Jones Goddard and Quinto, he immediately understood why they were there, but they couldn't understand their behavior.
"What are you doing?"
Quinto took a step forward.
The corner of Gloria's mouth curled into a cold smile.
Quinto was really like a good dog by Jones Goddard's side.
"We have some things to deal with, and please send me hot water here. You don't need to be worried; we will convert the site fee to you."
With that, Gloria White turned around.
Quinto wanted to say something more, but Jones Goddard stopped him.
Harold Ross gave his men a look.
He took the bathtub into the bathroom.
"Let's go. I'll deal with the 1.6 trillion dollars and venue fees," Harold Ross said coldly.