Mr. Jones shakily approached Alexander, followed by Melvin and the others.
"If Mr. Pittman, Mr. Thomas, and Mr. Vega are all sitting at this table, then this old man must sit here too."
Mr. Jones was still quite certain in his heart. If these men were here for Alexander and believed that where Alexander sat was the main table, then Mr. Jones naturally wouldn’t dare to claim the head seat. He could only respectfully sit alongside them. In any other situation, meeting Thorne and the others would never grant Mr. Jones the privilege to sit with them.
Pulling out a chair, Mr. Jones sat with a slight tilt, his face smiling toward the three men from Thorne's group. As for Alexander, Mr. Jones wore a more accommodating expression, though he couldn't fully lower his demeanor. But Thorne and his
