The city defense soldiers immediately stood at attention and saluted when they saw Sean.
Lionel, Solomon, and Nathan also lowered their heads slightly.
Although arrogant and haughty, they dared not behave haughtily in front of Sean.
"What's going on here?"
Sean already knew what had happened, but he asked anyway.
The city defense soldiers immediately reported loudly, "Commander-in-chief, these three young gentlemen aren't holding their own invitations. It's their father's. Also, they brought too many bodyguards, which doesn't meet the requirements stated on our invitation. So I stopped them, but they unexpectedly refused to leave and are still causing trouble here!"
Hearing this, Lionel hurried up to Sean, forced a smile, and said, "Commander Lennon, your men are too incompetent. The rules are dead, but people aren't! It's true that my father and Young Master Lambert's father couldn't attend your gala as they have something to do. That's why our fathers asked us to come to make amends to not lose decorum."
"Yes, yes, Commander Lennon, we sincerely came to attend your gala. You can't kick us out for such a small issue!" Solomon came over and said with a chuckle.
Nathan also said the same. "Commander Lennon, the three of us come to the fundraising gala on our father's orders. Though the invitations aren't for us, we can represent our fathers. What's the problem with that?"
What was the problem?
It was a huge problem!
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