“What did you say?!”

In a presidential suite of a luxurious hotel, Elijah, who was enjoying a bath with a beautiful woman, immediately stiffened upon hearing the news.

“Dustin isn’t even there. Those families still can’t break into the villa?” Elijah’s expression darkened as he stood up from the bath.

“Mr. Elijah, you can’t really blame those people,” his man said with a helpless expression.

“Who could have guessed that a mere cleaner in that villa was a ninth grade fighter…” he added with a bitter smile.

Elijah furrowed his brows.

“Did my father leave those people for him?” he asked in displeasure.

Elijah had heard from the Wyatt sisters that Lucas had left Dustin with some loyal subordinates, and their prowess was impressive.

“Even so, it might have been just one ninth grade fighter. How could one person stop so many people?” Elijah still could not believe it.

“It’s not just one person, Mr. Elijah...” The man hesitated.

“There are fifteen in total. They a