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.

expression was icy and cool, the sense

each word. “Mr. Thompson, you can come to my boxing club if you want to train. I can spar

dropping on the back

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

lips and slowly straightened up with his

and looked at

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

“You—”

to say something, but

“Linda…”

Linda glared

stopped them with a raise of a hand. He rubbed the

and looked at Linda, but there

become like this…” Linda’s voice was trembling. “Nicholas, take your people and leave right

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