Chapter 138: Persisting.

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[Earlier that day]

[Swiss Hotel, Vermoso, Paz Rodriguez]

[In room 87]

[Around 8:00 AM]

A gallant old man dressed on black sweater and baggy jeans walked over to his dinning table that is surrounded by three chairs triangularly.

He dragged back one of the seats and sat calmly on it, placing his ageing hands around the dinning table.

On top of the table was a glass of pure red wine he has ordered that was brought by the room attendants of the hotel.

Immediately he took his seat, he brought out his phone to quickly contact someone very important.

He has his nose take in all the fresh air he could get in his apartment as he heaved very deeply in relaxation.

He rested his back on the dinning chair with his fingers drumming on the table beside his phone.

After he clicked and dialed the number, he waited patiently for the person he urgently wants to talk with to answer the call.

While staring at his phone, he grabbed the glass cup on the table to have some of his red wine and the same t

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