If Eder really made The Spades sing Bitch at Willy and made him angry, Willy would blame him too...

"What? You were the one who said the customer is always right, weren't you?" Frank smiled faintly, returning to his seat and crossing his legs with a faint smile. "What, is that tip too cheap for you?"

"Oh—no, of course not, sir." Eder wiped the sweat off his brow, feeling a little awkward.

Still, he gritted his teeth and steeled himself as he stared at the golden card between Frank's fingertips.

Ten million, and all tips to the band would be split fifty-fifty between the bar and the band!

That means he would have a five million dollar cut—his bar would be compensated for any losses!

Who dared would win. Moreover, he was in no place to meddle with some rich kids' dispute. All he had to do was be the tool he was.

song—are you going to

surprised by Kat's sweet smile and complete change

even returned on stage, picking up the bass

it?" she said, emphasizing the word and leaving Willy glowering. "Don't worry—I'll do

boyf—I mean, is Master Lawrence that rich? Isn't he just putting

not," Kat said

Willy sprang to his feet just then, pointing at Frank as he snapped, "What is the meaning of this?! You're messing with me,

mean nothing by it." Frank

murderously. "You're suicidal,

being one," Frank quipped. "If you're not one, then

guests stifling their laughter. They would not actually laugh out loud considering the influence Willy had and would suffer

of a ..." Willy was

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