Chapter 1209:

Milford frantically apologized again and again. He knew he had to be careful. This nightclub wasn’t an ordinary place—it was a venue where influential figures often frequented. A single misstep could lead to serious trouble.

“Milford Murray!” Suddenly, a stern voice echoed from inside the nightclub. A man in a suit without a tie, his hair slicked back with gel, hurried over and offered Presley a conciliatory smile.

“Apologies,” the man said. “He’s one of my employees, here to collect his wages. Please forgive him.” He seemed familiar with Milford’s last name.

Presley took a closer look at Milford, recalling his accent from earlier. “Are you from Wist Land?” she asked.

“Indeed, Miss,” Milford responded.

“And what brings you here?” Presley inquired.

Milford, however, fell silent.

fierce demeanor moments ago, now seemed oddly amiable.

home. Currently, he works for me and is quite a diligent worker,” the man said, speaking on

understand something

said, “Then move aside. I have urgent matters to attend to.” She carefully maneuvered to avoid any contact with the two men as

causing you trouble,” Milford said, addressing Barry Navarro, his

shoulder reassuringly. “It’s fine. I’m here to support you whenever needed. However, you must avoid such situations in the future. If you encounter someone less forgiving, things might not go so smoothly.

the last three days—one thousand dollars,” Barry said, handing him

month’s salary upfront instead of paying you every three days? That way, you

money, Milford had been asking Barry to receive his wages every three days just to survive. However, as a lower-level manager, Barry seldom had the chance to visit the site. Milford could only find him at the nightclub, where Barry frequently

Milford quickly declined the offer. “It’s okay. I’ll stick to the regular payment schedule. I’ve just managed to get through the tough times. This money should last

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