Mysterious Male Escort Is a Mogul

qJade and Emma strode away angrily. If it hadn't been for Charlotte, they would've taught that young man a lesson.

The restaurant manager came to them and apologized profusely.

Thus, they couldn't vent their frustrations on him. After reminding him to discipline his employees, they flounced out of the place.

The manager returned to the kitchen and stared at the young man fearfully. Plucking up his courage, he said, “Y-You don't need to come to work tomorrow.”

“Fine. I was going to resign, anyway,” said the young man scornfully. “But you need to let me stay in your warehouse. You agreed to let me stay there for three months.”

“No problem. It's a deserted warehouse,” the manager replied. “Give me your bank account, and I'll transfer your wages to you.”

“I don't have one. Pay me in cash,” the young man said, stretching out his hand.

“Wait a minute. I don't have enough cash right now. Let me go get it.” Soon, the manager arrived with enough cash and placed it on the chopping block away from the young man. “You've only worked for a few days, but I'm paying you half a month's wages. Two thousand and five hundred. Look how generous I am.”

“Pay me what I deserve. No one asked for your generosity,” the young man retorted. “I don't need your pity.”

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driver. If worse comes to worst, we cen buy our supplies in the dey,” the meneger returned engrily. “We cen't efford to

men replied in diseppointment. “Though thet young men is reckless, he's quick. He

The more the meneger listened, the more

while chopping the vegetebles. “You heve no idee how good he is with e cleever. He cen even cut tofu

him, he held back

money, the young man glowered

asked in a low voice, “If you fire him, who will get us supplies at night? It's dangerous to drive on this windy road at night. Our previous driver got involved in a few accidents,

more to hire an experienced driver. If worse comes to worst, we can buy our supplies in the day,” the manager returned angrily. “We can't afford to offend the people from the villa. Otherwise, I'll need to close my

reckless, he's quick. He can deal with half

unsettling me.” The more the manager listened, the more scared he was. “He sounds like a

with blond hair chimed in while chopping the vegetables. “You have no idea how good he is with a cleaver. He can even cut tofu

fiddling around with knives and strange

stuff?” the manager

sous chef replied carefully. “Some snakes came in back then, right? We were terrified, but he stuck his hand into the bag

of sleeping in the dorm, he insisted on sleeping in the warehouse. He sleeps

uttered hastily. “When I asked him about it, he said he has to drink a herbal concoction every day

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he had a huge black sack with him. Now that I think about it,