Bro, what! He has a Quintillion?

Flashes.

For a few seconds, Alves was quite surprised that Villian was here. He had a couple of reasons, but he didn't make it evident in his facial reaction.

"Boss, where have you been? You shouldn't do this to me. You know how much I love and miss you."

Alves was trying to recall what happened the last time he met with Villain. He was trying to reach the distant thought but he couldn't quite reach it.

And it was quite annoying that with all he did and how he strained to get the knowledge and reach at the memory, he just couldn't help himself.

He heaved a sigh. He didn't want to hold unto something which had proven to be useless.

Alves took a quick glance at Villian as soon as Villian lifted his body. When his eyes met Villain, he turned and walked back into the hotel room.

"Should I come in?"

Villian called at Alvss, who had gotten to a section of couches in the hotel room. The room was archetype to a sort of hall which comprised of a dining place, sitting room, bedroom, a bar, and more