Chapter 206

Dozens of bodyguards in black suits scurried in, and in the middle of them, a man in a black trench coat stepped in. He donned a duck-billed cap and a mask, his body thoroughly concealed, making it impossible to identify who he was. Everyone was stunned by his dramatic, showy entrance, forgetting to fight for a moment. Seeing this man stride towards them, their aura so powerful it made way for him. This left Dorothy, who they had previously surrounded, exposed. Her hair was disheveled, seated on the ground, hands cradling her head, and you could see her hands bearing the marks of her struggle. For some reason, as he drew nearer, a chill began to creep over the crowd. Media personnel, their faces filled with confusion, held up their cameras. Who was this man? He seemed to be somebody with great influence. The man directly walked in front of Dorothy, squatted down, then extended his hands, intending to help him up. However, Dorothy shivered, when she saw a pair of athletic shoes in her l