At the end of the day, it all boiled down to status. The only reason Forrest dared to act boldly around Arlo was because of the Rowe family's position in Utren.

"Is there really no way to talk this out?" Arlo frowned, hesitant to make a move.

The guy Forrest brought along was clearly no pushover. If things went south, Arlo might not come out on top. And if a fight did break out, that'd mean officially going up against the Rowe family, which would have serious consequences.

At that point, unless Tasha herself stepped in, it was unlikely anyone could get Felix out of this unscathed.

Suddenly, a voice rang out just in time, "If anyone dares lay a finger on Dr. Zeller, I'll snap their arm clean off."

The words had barely landed when a middle-aged man with a small mustache appeared by Felix's side.

He looked fairly ordinary, except for the striking white gloves on his hands. Those definitely stood out. Felix didn't recognize the man, but the way he spoke, it didn't sound like he was