Chapter 67

One moment he was sitting and the next moment, his gloved fist collided with his jaw with the pain and the masked man's stance being the only evidence to the earlier statement.

The manager tried and failed to comprehend how a human being was able to move that fast.

But what he didn't understand was that grouping Arthur together with mere people was already illogical.

"Firstly, you're too noisy, shut it. Secondly, I'm the one asking the questions here." Arthur stated, not bothering to stop the annoyance he felt from dripping into his tone. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone, tapping his screen a few times before placing it back in his pocket.

It was then the manager realized, even in the midst of his mental commotion, the face that the voice was attached to resurfaced in his mind.

Rising slowly with his eyes as wide as saucers, the manager muttered fearfully, "Y-you're Arthur Smith, from the charity…"

"And the one you and your little friends are framing. Also, I told y
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