Andrew raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Mr. Stevens, it seems you've come prepared and aren't exactly welcoming me."

Zephyr, already alarmed by Oscar's rashness, turned pale and quickly apologized with a forced smile. "Mr. Lloyd, it's a misunderstanding, just a misunderstanding! Oscar is young and impulsive; he doesn't know better. Please don't take offense!"

Turning to Oscar, he scolded, "Oscar, sit down now, and don't be disrespectful to Mr. Lloyd!"

Oscar snorted coldly, already satisfied that he had made his point. He straightened his expensive suit and sat down leisurely, not forgetting to add a warning, "Fine, since Mr. Stevens has spoken, I won't take this further with you, Andrew. But remember this—I'm here today, and if you dare to act out of line, you'll be facing the music!"

Andrew could not help but laugh at the idea that a small-time guy from Bridgefields was threatening him. However, a hint of menace appeared in his expression.

Seeing this, Aspen quickly ran over a