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.

he did. So, he collected himself

customer here, as otherwise, he

most important

in slight disappointment as the server carefully withheld

if the man was from Tycoon Hotel, he would have scorned

was of a better

of Lingham Group, was like an unassailable iron fortress—without flaws and

his brows, refusing to believe that the so-called Lingham Hotel backed by Lingham Group

main lobby through the front entrance, there were many posts in-between manned by many more people, so he would not count on all of

no choice but throw in the towel and seek alternatives by which to save

shall devour the meek, and the meek that couldn’t overcome its

been the unspoken rule

and Elena arrived at their table and were

wondered why he would

saw the incoming call, as though he was doing something behind her back which he

messed with his head, and for the first time

ringing did not persist for

indecipherable expression, Casper stared at the phone that went silent, seemingly

had been observing him from the moment the phone

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