He is in Monaco.

Pacing around in anger, Alex Waynee walked towards his locker and opened it, bringing out his phone immediately, he called Eric Raymond.

"Come on, pick up the phone already." His feet fast as he paced to and fro.

'I will teach that lady a lesson he will never forget in her life very soon…I mean how could dare she?…does she really know who I am?' His thoughts raced as he clenched his fists, feeling the heat rise in his chest.

The locker room echoed with the furious rhythm of his steps, the sound echoing off the lockers.

Gazing around the locker room, his face etched with bewilderment.

His phone was pressed against his ears, each unanswered ring intensifying his frustration.

Gazing at the phone in frustration, his eyebrows furrowed in anger, his voice crackled with impatience and rage as he shouted," Pick up Eric! Dang it!"

"Hello! Young master." Eric Raymond finally picked up his phone.

His voice was like ice that quench the fiery anger that consumed Alex Waynee.

"Can you always please
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