Chapter 92:

Walking closer to the table, Ethan Wills was going to drop the tray of drinks that he had in his hand and leave the place, but just then, one of the men arose to his feet and walked closer to where Ethan was standing, the tray still in his grip.

“What would it have taken you to get here on time when we ordered the drinks? Do you think you can serve us just when you feel like it?” the man shouted as he staggered on his feet. He wasn't balanced and it was pretty obvious that he was drunk.

Ethan's grip around the tray tightened as he wished to shut the man up, but he couldn't; he didn't want to cause any harm.

“I am sorry, it wasn't easy for me to get here.” Ethan bowed his head as he tried to hold in the rage that he felt from within.

“It wasn't easy getting here?” The man laughed mockingly, turning around to the strippers and the man sitting on the couch. They joined in laughing with him, and it made Ethan wonder what was funny.

“A poor, wretched fool like you wouldn't know what it is
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