RENATL PLAZA, ANSBRUNN TOWN, JANUARY 7, 2019.
“Wait up. Please, sir … Master had clearly stated not to let anyone enter without his consent. Sir? Sir?”
The guard called out while gesturing other guards to assemble around to stop Silvester from entering the mansion. He pushed the front door open and the guard placed his hands over his shoulder. “Sir, I don’t think you understand.” Silvester gave him a brisk gaze.
“Get your f*****g hand off me. I am really pissed,” said Silvester in a crude tone. “Even your master will not be able to compensate for the losses that your resolve will end up costing you.”
The guard removed his hand from Silvester's shoulder and felt an unfathomable fear overcoming his mind. “S … Sir, I am extremely sorry but I really can’t let you go.”
Silvester clenche
