Atlas snorted, "You already know Mr. Moore's status, yet your pretty boy here had the audacity to attack him."

He continued, "While I'm willing to overlook this for the sake of the Rhodes and Aickers families, the Hidden Dragons aren't known for taking insults lightly. If I hadn't arrived in time, they would have torn him to pieces!"

Francesca protested angrily, "Mr. Giordano, Finley was the one who was crude and offensive first. He was bullying Andrew!"

Atlas retorted arrogantly, "Right or wrong doesn't matter here. What matters is that Mr. Moore's granduncle is the leader of the Hidden Dragons. And what is this boy toy of yours? If it weren't for you ladies, he'd already be dead."

Lauren stood firm. "I'd like to see anyone try to touch Dr. Lloyd."

Atlas spoke gravely. "Ms. Rhodes, you come from a prestigious family with a bright future. Don't waste your reputation on some pretty face."

He then turned to Andrew with contempt. "And you, Andrew Lloyd—I've heard of you. You'