Despised: Soon-To-Be-A-Billionaire's Dark Revenge

Chapter 39 THE FIGHT

'How are you, Old Chap?' Mr. Potter said when he came out of the toilet.

Eric glared at him. 'Don't call me that; I am not one of your slaves.'

Mr. Potter laughed heartily and sat on the settee. He wore the same clothes, but his pink skin was as clean as any pink skin could be after a bath. His hair had fallen back to his skull, lying like tiny strings of spaghetti falling over the sides of a pot. His eyes still looked sleepy despite the many hours of sleep he had had.

Eric stood in front of him with Tolu's phone in his hand. 'Sit still; I want to take a picture of you.'

'So, you have a reply?' Mr. Potter said. 'What did she say? Did she agree to pay the ransom?'

Eric clicked the phone a couple of times.

'Two more shots and we will be done,' he said and pressed the phone.

The flash brightened the room. He did it again, straightened up and lifted the phone to his face, looking through the pictures. 'This will do,' he said. 'She should recognize you even with your hair sleeping on you