When Randell returned, almost ten people had gathered on the lawn in front of the east building.
"Randell, you are back. Where is Mr. Barret?"
"He is out."
"Then what should we do? We can't afford to wait. How about calling the police?"
"Don't trouble the police with such trivial matters. Let me try."
After that, Randell cleared his throat.
"Alan, come down quickly. Stop making a fuss."
Alan snorted. He looked down at everyone with his head held up high and an arrogant expression on his face.
"I'm not making a fuss. I have no choice. I won't go down unless they allow me to stay in the Andrew family, or I will jump off the building immediately."
"Oh, don't be so stubborn. I am not the master of this family; I can't m
