Pay Dearly For Mistreat

The sun flickered through Chris's room, reminding him it was time to start another day. He shrugged his shoulders, yawning as he examined the room only to find a pile of clothes arranged on the chair beside the bed.

Chris's eyes widened in awe, he remembered his discussion with Coldie the previous night and how he wanted a good set of casual clothes and there it was but how did they manage to get it overnight?

He stood up and walked up to the chair, grabbed a shirt, and inhaled it to know if it had been used or not. Just then, he heard a knock on the door and gestured for the person to come in, still sniffing on the shirt.

Coldie walked inside the room already prepared for the day, he caught up with Chris's act and furrowed his brows, pinching the space between his brows.

"Sir, rest assured, the clothes are all new and of great quality. They are pretty expensive so you'll need to pick the best out of it. There are plenty of clothes just for you in the mansion." Coldie informed.

"What
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