That peculiarly surly man appraised the image which he successfully captured with his phone in satisfaction. He was pleased to have something to show for his efforts.

For his target to walk right up to his door on his own accord had him glowing in delight.

The charming and attractive woman in the photograph had her hands around the arm of a fair and handsome man. Not to mention, the woman was all smiles and seemed to be enjoying herself.

In contrast, the man seemed to be less than enthused but did not push her away either.

The more the surly man looked upon the good-looking pair who seemed such a great match for each other, the more gratified he appeared to be. He then set about putting everything he had toward utilizing this photograph to maximum effect.

That was the only way he could justify all the work invested into it.

Isn’t that right, Casper Simpson? The man sneered coldly.

It was terrifying no matter how one looked at it.

Meanwhile, over with Casper and company, the server, though initially left with eyes widened and mouth agape, ultimately twitched his lips in disbelief at what the pretty Elena said.

He supposed that the woman may be a corporate elite or a CEO caliber individual, but who knew whether she was standing up for her boy-toy or using this fanciful sort of warning as a prelude to something else.

The server quietly thought that it was times like these that he should not overthink things, as he stood to have plenty to lose and possibly noteworthy to gain for his troubles.

did. So, he collected himself and delivered the customer service standards expected of him in

them accordingly just as he would any other customer here, as otherwise, he may end up

only, and perhaps, also the most important lesson that

slight disappointment as the server carefully withheld his

have scorned and held Casper in contempt like the

attendant was of a better pedigree than most of the

Lingham Group, was like an unassailable iron fortress—without

his brows, refusing to believe that the so-called Lingham Hotel backed by Lingham Group was really perfect, as oversights would exist so long

through the front entrance, there were many posts in-between manned by many more people, so he would not

have no choice but throw in the

devour the meek, and the meek that couldn’t overcome its own weakness could only submit

been the unspoken rule of the jungle since

table and were about to

was Giselle. He wondered why he would be receiving a call from

Casper felt an irrational pang of guilt when he saw the incoming call, as though he was doing something

acknowledgment messed with his head, and for the

persist for long, and there was no

stared at the phone that

elude Elena, who had been observing him from the moment the phone

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