The listless Armand Bernie came to his spirits when he met this uninvited guest, he had a bad feeling about Charles White who coveted with someone else’s wife, “Yo, how rare of you to show up, what are you plotting to do this time?”
Charles had no intention of carrying a conversation with him, instead he turned to Abbott Baron, “Please help me circulate this notice.”
“Quit pretending to be serious, here you are acting like a gentleman when you’re obviously filthy at heart. How can you be so shameless?”
“Me? Shameless?” he scoffed, it wasn’t his initial plan to entertain Armand’s comments, but he had a temper just like every human being, “Have I cheated with your wife? Is that why you’re so full of hatred towards me?”
“You…”
Boyce Shawn held Armand back, he didn’t want both to end up in a fight, “The two of you are prominent figures in society, have you no shame in spouting such ill words to each other?”
Charles looked up at the two, “Boyce, he provoked me first. I may be lame, but it doesn’t mean I have a bad temper, OK?”
Boyce glanced over his lap and snorted, then dragged Armand along with him to leave. Armand couldn’t let this pass and attempted to free himself from Boyce’s grasp.
“Don’t cause any more trouble, are you really going to pick a fight with him right now?” Boyce dissuaded and tugged him, “Let’s go eat.”
Armand held his breath, “I have no mood for a meal.”
“Even so, you still have to eat. Do you think you can be alive without food?” Boyce was disappointed that he couldn’t get his act together, why were they torturing themselves like that?
“If it wasn’t for the lack of manpower to lure Declan into our trap, I’d have drawn some of men out to investigate on Dolores and Theresa’s whereabouts. I’ll allocate some people on the job once this is all over.”
In truth, it wasn’t because of insufficient manpower, but he already had people out for investigation.
“I’m just displeased with Charles’ tone of voice earlier.”
“I know, but we don’t need to rush in teaching him a lesson at this very minute. He’ll fall into our hands sooner or later.” Boyce patted his shoulders and consoled him.
After Armand gave in, he and Boyce walked across the road to a breakfast place in the opposite building.
The eatery was located on the third floor, being seated anywhere around the window wall would bring a great view of the outside. The two sat themselves down at a random table and Boyce began to order. He ordered 3 servings of the lean meat century egg congee, known to be a renown dish of the place, along with some other delicious meals. When Boyce handed the order sheet over to the waiter, he remarked, “One to take away please.”
“Very well, please wait a moment, we’ll serve you very soon.” the waiter politely left their table.
Boyce drank the free glass of water that was provided and had put it down on the table, he looked at Armand and asked, “I noticed that you seem a bit off, what’s wrong?”
Armand sighed, “Don’t you think the three of us are weird?”
“How so?” Boyce frowned and thought “where is this coming from again?”
“Having to reach an age such as ours, what is left for us besides our careers?”
This was the first time Boyce had seen Armand being so negative since Armand was the most cheerful out of the three of them. Even though he talked a lot at times, but it wouldn’t feel right if he were to stay silent.
He would rather Armand tease him on the fact that he had never slept with a woman, so that he could see him revert to his old free and easy self again.
With Armand this way, Boyce couldn’t help but lost his appetite. His mouth watered while he waited for the food to arrive, but now it felt as if he was chewing on something tasteless.
The sound of broken glass rang through the air, a new waiter had accidentally bumped into a customer who came from breakfast. The glass of water on the waiter’s tray had spilt onto the customer, with the cup now shattered on the ground.
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