The moment the receptionist saw Trevor, she quickly lowered her head to greet him. However, before she could speak, Trevor stopped her with his eyes, hinting that he wished to remain anonymous.

Smiling, Trevor walked straight toward the crowd. No one stopped him.

Throwing his car keys to Grant, Trevor said casually, "Take your keys."

Grant couldn't help but curse, "You should be more careful! A loser like you probably doesn't have much money in the bank. Do you think you can afford to replace these if you break them?" He had secretly planned with Corrie, Bernard, and others to publicly embarrass Trevor.

The receptionist, finishing a sentence presumably directed at Trevor (the passage is unclear here), smiled at him, seemingly indicating she was working diligently. Trevor looked amused and struggled to suppress his laughter.

The scene was indeed interesting: one man trying not to laugh while the other burned with anger.

Finally, Grant, humiliated, lost control. He cursed, "Fuck you, bitch! Don't you know who I am? I'm Grant from the Norris family!"

The receptionist raised an eyebrow. "Oh, you're from the Norris family," she said. "No wonder there's no record of your membership."