Thirdy immediately stepped back when he saw Shawn balled his hand into a fist. He motioned his hand, facing his palm to Shawn. "Okay. Okay. Relax, Shawn. We are just kidding. You don't have to worry. Your Axie is only yours, alright?" He chuckled as he hid behind JC's back.
Shawn glared at Thirdy as if he wants to murder his friend's body. "Tss..." he snorted. "I'm going first. JC, just call me if you found something." He turned his back and he unlocked the huge door.
"Okay. I'll give you a call once if found and gather the information you needed," JC replied. Then, he snatched his phone from his pocket. He then called a staff from his firm.
Before Shawn could open the door, he remembered his suit on his swivel chair. He went back to his table and took the suit on the swivel chair. His
