Me? Tired of living? Seeing the contempt on the attendant's face, I chuckled inwardly. Indeed, the Bluestone Club required all their staff to remember the appearance of all their members, and when she saw my unfamiliar face, she naturally came to the conclusion that I was not a member.
Her logic made sense, but her arrogant actions were unbefitting of an attendant. She grew presumptuous, relying on the power of the man next to her. Seeing her smug smile made my skin crawl.
The attendant's words dispelled all the doubt in Abe's head. "I see, so that's why you didn't look familiar." Abe sized me up, contempt evident in his eyes. "Kid, I don't care what kind of connections you have or who your master is. Your only choice now is to kneel and grovel before me! Beg for forgiveness! If you do
