"Oh, Keith, you're back?" Hans asked when he saw Keith at the entrance of the club.
"Yes, why? You don't want to see me, Hans?" Keith joked and pouted. Hans shook his head and chuckled lightly.
"It's not that. You can take a day off again for your family. How are your mother and sister?" Hans asked. Keith put his bag on the table and sighed.
"They're okay, but I'm more worried about my father's warriors hovering around my apartment," Keith said. "They were not stopping," he added and groaned in frustration.
"Wait…he sent men to watch you?" Hans angrily asked. "I clearly told him to stay away. He must have thought I was easy to deal with," he added, flaring with anger. Keith touched his arm and smiled.
"I appreciate the help, Hans, but I can't put you in danger. My father… he's persist
