Joel was left stunned and frozen in place.
Lizzie walked over, glanced at the mess on the ground, and frowned. "Honey, the entrance of our company is in such chaos. It gets in the way of our work."
Josh clapped his hands. "Come help Mr. Gibson clean up this trash."
From the armored off-road vehicles in the distance, a dozen burly men descended. Their muscular arms were thicker than Joel's thighs. These men moved quickly, tidying up the entrance and tossing the scrapped Rolls-Royce into a garbage truck.
Joel watched the burly man with his legs trembling, unable to speak for a long time.
"Make sure Mr. Gibson reimburses you for the cleanup," Josh said.
He glanced at the men, got on his bicycle, and slowly headed toward the city center with Lizzie.
Seeing Lizzie not only refusing his l
