Cordelia subconsciously grabbed Zephyr’s arm and shot him a timid glance.

Zephyr looked indifferent as he stepped forward and said with a deep voice, “We don’t have enough ingredients today and can’t serve so many people. You can come again tomorrow if you want coffee, Mr. Thompson.”

“Dessert’s fine too if there’s no coffee!” Nicholas grabbed a cookie seeing there were some on the table.

However, Zephyr kept the tray a step earlier and looked at him fiercely.

Nicholas paused before he tried to catch Zephyr’s hand with an aggressive and hostile gaze.

Zephyr was on his guard. With a tilt of his body, he pinned Nicholas’ wrist instead! Both of them were caught in a stalemate, and the atmosphere felt tense.

The men in black around them were ready to strike as well.

Cordelia felt cold beads of sweat trickle down her back.

launched a punch, which Zephyr caught. His expression was icy and cool, the sense of

train. I can spar with you. But it’s my wife’s cafe opening today. You’d best not

suddenly dropping on the

skin on the back of Marcus’ hand was burned, but the back of this man’s hand was clean without

his lips and slowly straightened up with his hands on his

Zephyr and looked at

Grist, anyone’s better than this guy here with your looks! I have plenty of young and promising men under me too.

“You—”

say something, but Linda

“Linda…”

glared at

men in black got up, but Nicholas stopped them with a raise of a hand. He rubbed the side of his face that was slapped and felt as

at Linda, but there was a

Linda’s voice was trembling. “Nicholas, take your

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