After dinner, as soon as Krish left Emelia's apartment, a few people from the prosecutor's office surrounded him, their faces full of anxious pleading. "Mr. Joan, we finally found you."
Krish frowned in displeasure, and his bodyguards began to drive people away, keeping the three men far away and not allowing them to approach Krish at all. "What do you want? Get lost!"
"Mr. Joan, we had no choice but to seek your help. You must step in to save the day this time."
Krish inserted his hands into his pockets, his entire demeanor chilling as he coldly replied, "It's none of my business. Spare me your pleas."
The man at the head of the group respectfully spoke to Krish, "Mr. Joan, it's precisely because this matter concerns you that we came to ask for your help. This incident… is all a misun
