Ninety four

Viktor Grey drove his car to another part of the city, almost in the suburbs. He could see the vast area of land lying there just waiting to be used, and he immediately had ideas and plans to steak it from the owners. He was a billionaire, no one would dare stand up against him.

He drove further until he got to a little house in the left side of a tiny street. The house was built with wood, quite large and very beautiful. Viktor Grey stepped down from the car and pulled a face cap on. He slowly approached the house and kept looking around for some sort of attack. He got to the door, rang the doorbell and waited for a moment.

Then, the door opened.

"Hello, Jonathan," Viktor said and smiled at the man that opened the door. The man froze when he saw Viktor Grey.

"What are you doing here?" He asked Viktor who scoffed.

"What? You're not gonna let me in?" He asked, but the man frowned even more.

"I want you out of this house, now. You are not welcome here. Leave now!" Jon said to Viktor Gre
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