"Who's your brother? Just fuck off.

Gable picked up a cigarette off the table, breathing out a puff as he stared at the pretty faces on stage with a look of lust.

He leered at them for a while and eventually blurted, "Your gals are nice."

Sohil chuckled. "You can have one if you like, how about that?"

Gable sighed disinterestedly. "Ugh, forget it-I don't have much time, I have to get back soon."

"Oh, come on!" Sohil laughed. "I have a room waiting right in the back-you'd last just two minutes anyway, so don't make it sound like you'd take a while."

"Fuck off." Gable laughed as Sohil threw a jab at him before his tone changed sharply. "So, how did your boy do with that task our great leader sent him on? The madam is still waiting!"

"Urgh, don't mention it," Sohil groaned as he smacked his lap. "If something like this comes up again, you pricks have to handle it yourselves. Did you know what my son told me when he came back last night?"

"What?" Gable asked, mystified.

be a literal pig-I used the whole bottle on her, but she just kept going... I ended up having to stick it in her for ten minutes

son dropped on all floors

while." Sohil shrugged as he returned to his seat. "And you're gonna

"No problem," Gable agreed

cheerfully. "Anyway, the hag's

will be banishing Helen Lane and Frank Lawrence in a few days. At that point, I'll be the sole heir of the family, and

held a glass of whisky by Gable's lips Go on. A toast-to the new head

feet. "Well, I'm not going to stay-I need to

wait here for

said as he reached for the doorknob, only for the door

the light that suddenly spilled in the room."Huh?! What the heck-" Even before he

eventually crashing into the glass table in

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