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HAND OVER BRIANNA TO ME!

Everyone turns their heads to him and tilt their head in confusion as they don't recognize him.

"Your face looks unfamiliar, who are you?" Hugo asks, a little politely. Brooks came in with more than fifty powerhouses. That alone is enough to show him that whoever he is, he is a big shot. It is just as Brooks said it.

His convoy has indeed earned him some respect from Hugo and a voice. It is obvious because, under normal circumstances, Hugo should've at least questioned Brooks on how he came in as he barged in on them, but he didn't do that and went ahead to ask him who he is. He even did so politely, which is quite unlike him.

"My bad," Brooks smiles apologetically and says proudly, "I'm Brooks Miller, the Scion of the Millers from Forest Hills."

"What? The Millers?"

"He is the Scion of the Millers?"

"Wow, no wonder he holds his head so high and has this air of arrogance around him."

The Douglases break into a frenzy and begin babbling incessantly. They might be the second wealthiest
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