Daniella came to inform me of some people outside to see me.
I took Daniella by the hand, and went outside.
At the entrance of the hall, I met a middle-aged man and another younger man who looked like his son.
Next to the father and the son, was a man who was forced on his knees.
The young man on his knees looked a little above twenty years old and was visibly trembling.
And the father and son next to him, stared at him with faces full of condescension and indifference.
As soon as we stepped outside, Daniella hurriedly hid behind me at the sight of the middle-aged man.
Clutching my hand tightly and not daring to let go.
"Are you the ones here to see me?". I asked, looking at them.
"Yes, lord Tiffany. This man here is a thief. He stole some amount of money from me, and I ha
