Chapter 68 The Gibsons Are Doomed

While everyone fawned over the Gibsons, a group of people barged into the inner hall. Plain-clothed police officers suddenly appeared, as if they were performing some sort of special mission. As soon as they rushed in, they pressed Hilda and George to the ground. Their movements were fast, sharp, and fierce. George was shouting, "Who are you? How dare you do this to us..." The leader showed his ID. "We're the Special Operations Team!" Special Operations Team? Everyone was shocked. Why did the Special Operations Team show up here? Theo raised his eyebrows but remained silent as he watched the scene. Wynter didn't move; she was still standing in the shadows where the surveillance couldn't capture her. She chewed on her gum and carried her bag like a naive girl. George wanted to get up. "I don't care who you are! Do you know who is behind the Gibsons?" The plain-clothed police officers pushed him back to the ground heavily. Hilda turned pale and explained in a hurry, "It's a mi