No Longer Interested

Greg didn't need Mr. Ban to say any further, as he was already heading out of Mr. Ban's office as soon as he saw him.

''The door, please,'' Greg said when he got to the ambiguous door that had no handle to pull it open from.

Mr. Ban's guard at the door, glanced at his boss, asking if he should open the door for Greg to be let out.

''Let the wretch leave. And if he ever steps his feet in my club again, fucking end him. There and then,'' Mr. Ban barked angrily.

The door of Mr. Ban's underground office jerked open and Greg immediately started his long walk out of the office. This time he was alone, and the long corridor that led in and out of Mr. Ban's office was dimly lit.

Greg's senses were ticking. He held his breath so that he could hear every single thing going on around him, in case he needed to make a move, he would do it before he was caught unawares. Eventually, he came out of the underground office, and into the restaurant.

''Fuck,'' Greg muttered.

''Who brought me here?
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