Bro, what! He has a Quintillion?

"I'll give you a few days..."

"Are my eyes giving the right judgement?"

Madam Casper started, when she came to a halt at the front of Alves. Both the bouncer and the gate man had moved to the side. None of the two could keep their previous momentum.

Alves was not really surprised, he wasn't impressed an inch by her. He knew how intimidating Madam Casper could present herself to those surrounding her. He had been a victim of such too, once upon a time.

He kept a long stare on the woman instead of saying a word. Not that he had no idea of what to say, but he looked to be biding his time.

"Alves, is that really you?"

She asked the question much properly now. Alves was not going to answer any of her questions.

"Did you really walk into my premises without my permission. Did you really walk into a lion's den?"

Alves was a little glad that he didn't utter a word ever since the woman started with the argument. If he had interrupted her, he might not have known where she was headed with the discourse. But right at thi