CHAPTER FORTY-SIX

Just as he was about entering the door an employee stopped him.

“Excuse me sir, are you on the list?”

Kevin glanced at the name plate on the man’s chest, ‘Fernald Bush.’ “What list?”

Then he asked.

“If you are not aware of the list, then you probably should not be here.” Fernald said disdainfully.

“There are only two ways to getting in here. The first is to have an invitation and the second is to be an antique dealer. Which one are you?”

“I was invited by Ivy Anderson.” Kevin replied calmly.

The man took a look at Kevin’s clothes and smirked,

“In those rags? You can’t possibly know President Anderson.”

Kevin’s irritation showed on his face, he didn’t expect the staff member to be so rude.

“Get lost.”

Fernald said as he pushed Kevin out the door and unto the side walk.

Kevin didn’t strike back but Fernald staggered back and fell to the ground like he had been hit really hard.

“How dare you push me!?”

He shouted as he got up from the ground.

“Security! Robbery!”

Two security guards show

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