Liora was visibly shaken, and all eyes turned toward the source of the commanding voice. It was none other than Atlas. He walked into the crowd with his dominating presence. His intense gaze was fixed on me as he approached and pulled me into his embrace.

I noticed that Madison turned even paler, and she instinctively took a step back.

"You’re Madison, aren’t you? It seems that the Ballard family's real estate business is thriving." Atlas's eyes, sharp and piercing, focused on Madison. His words were laden with meaning.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the crowd. An elderly man pushed through, walked up to Atlas and said with a smile, "You're a great man, Mr. Atlas. Don't lower yourself to her level. She... she's just talking nonsense."

"You feel like you’re on top of the world, huh, Mr. Gary? How about you check your taxes? I heard that’s under someone else’s control, isn't it?” Atlas's chiseled and stern face turned icy, which caused the atmosphere to plummet.

"No... Mr. Atlas