Chapter Twelve

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"Pre chill!" Kay bilis na nakasampa ng dalawang matatangkad na lalaki sa stage upang awatin si Nicco. Familiar silang dalawa, yung isa natatandaan ko pa, siya yung bartender. Nilagay nito ang isang palad sa dibdib ni Nicco. "Pre, anong problema?" tanong ng isa pa. "I'm good, Tine. I'm just teaching someone a lesson." kalmadong saad ni Nicco bago masamang tinignan pabalik yung lalaki. “And you." turo nito. "I want your resignation in my office tomorrow.” ma awtoridad niyang saad. Nanlaki ang mga mata ng lalaki. “You can’t do that! I am one of the boards!” galit na anas ng lalaki, nakatayo na ito, sapo ang hitang sinipa ni Nicco. “Yes I can! I'm the boss! Try me, Mr. Zinger. I tell you, you won't like it if I kick you out myself.'' it was just a warning but the way he said it made yo

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