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Maxwell arranged for someone to take away his injured brothers, then waited quietly at the entrance of the building, showing no sign of his earlier overbearing demeanor. "Aren't you worried you might cause trouble by being so forceful?" Alice asked with some concern. Taking down over twenty people in broad daylight was no small matter. "It's fine, I have someone taking care of it," Everett waved dismissively. He had already held back; otherwise, those thugs would have suffered more than just broken limbs. As for cleaning up the aftermath, his secret protectors had likely already made arrangements when he took action. This kind of thing didn't require his personal attention at all. "Maxwell has some powerful connections. Just act like this never happened. I'll take care of the rest."