"Stop right there. Where do you think you're going?" Justin's voice made Grant and the others halt in their tracks and turn around, their expressions sour. "What more do you want? Don't tell me you really want to tear off the veneer of civility? I'll admit, Justin, you've exceeded my expectations, but I, Grant, am not someone you can casually trample underfoot. I'm warning you, don't provoke me further, or you'll regret it."Grant's face was suffused with menace, as if he would resort to violence at the slightest provocation.Justin smiled coldly. He went over, picked up a half-empty bottle of wine, and slowly poured some into a glass, savoring it."Take it easy, Master Grant. Have you forgotten to settle the bill?"Before Grant could respond, Grace piped up angrily, "What do you mean, Justin? The waiter just said our drinks were on the house and we could leave. Don't you find it disgusting to insist on payment?"The savvy waiter immediately came over to explain, "My apologies, miss
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