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Of course Ben would feel humiliated, but he had to try to keep his cool. And his attempt to look calm after something scratched his pride was very pleasing to Einer's eyes, until clearly the man's two cold eyes were laughing at the other person.

"Ah... do I look like a butler, sir?" asked Ben then, seemingly trying to break the ice that had become tense due to his own actions.

Einer smiled slightly. "No, really...," he replied in a hanging tone, "but because of what you said earlier, I'm reminded of the butler at Chelsea's house-he used to tell me about things in detail-even to the point of mentioning how many numbers are in the price of an item."

Ben fell silent again. Einer didn't know what the man was thinking, but he knew that Ben was trying to keep himself calm because of his bold words.

Einer admitted, he was indeed a poor man. He lived and lived as he pleased; haphazardly. No schooling, no manners; but to him, that was no reason to let his pride be nudged even a l
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