“Can’t I be here?” Waylon snorted. His tone was unfriendly.

“Mr. Dixon is my friend. Since he wants to talk about a contract with a company under the Riley family, it’s only natural for me to accompany him here.”

When Waylon said that, he glanced coldly at Dustin.

He did not expect that this damn security guard would also come along. He could just deal with them both this way.

Shawna could not say anything to that.

She looked at Mr. Dixon.

“Mr. Dixon, I’m sorry for the inconvenience,”