Waiting For The Right Moment

Tony stared at the man with narrowed eyes. With the corner of his eye, he observed the other tattooed men who had just entered the VVIP room.

He didn't know who they were, but one thing was certain: their presence there was not for anything good.

Bang!

"I'm talking to you, you son-of-a-bitch!! Look at me in the eyes, you moron!!!" the man yelled again after slamming the table.

Hayley flinched and reflexively moved her chair away. On the table, the cups used by Tony and Charlotte earlier toppled over and rolled.

If Tony hadn't quickly moved his hands, the two cups would have definitely fallen and shattered on the floor.

"Thank goodness..." Tony muttered after exhaling deeply.

He placed the two cups back on the table. His movements were calm as if the appearance and provocation of the tattooed men didn't bother him at all.

Of course, Tony's demeanor only infuriated the tattooed man who was shouting. The man immediately grabbed Tony's robe collar and pulled him up while leaning his body
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