Sylvia said nothing more, grabbing Wilbur's pack of cigarettes on the table and smoking one.

"Are you from Dasha?" Sylvia asked, glancing at the cigarette brand.

Wilbur nodded.

Sylvia took a long drag off her cigarette. "You should leave. If you can do so, that is." "I haven't got any plans of leaving for now," said Wilbur.

Just then, there was a knock on the door. Sylvia panicked at once.

Wilbur got up to answer the door. All he could see were a few men who tried to barge in at once.

Wilbur flared up in anger at the sight, grabbing them by the neck and throwing them out harshly.

in agony as they landed in a

teeth through the pain and stumble away in

and turning back

amazing,"

him, peering at him up and down curiously. "Enjoying the view?" Sylvia laughed, leaning back against the couch and taking another drag of her cigarette. "I'm sorry, but you

most famous celebrities in the world. Everyone in Dasha knows who you are." "A celebrity, huh?" Sylvia smirked. She figured that Wilbur was not local and got straight to the point. "We're no more than pawns in a game, only to

a fate like this. These plutocrats were really something, weren't they?

end my life. It's

let you go either. Not much of a point in being nice to someone who's about to

didn't drink yourself to death in my room too."

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