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.

men cried out in agony as they landed in a heap, all of them injured and seven breaking a few

grit their teeth

closing the door and turning back to see Sylvia staring at

amazing," said

next to him, peering at him up and down curiously. "Enjoying

smiled bitterly, her expression creasing into one of pain and distress. "They'll kill you, then draginto the abyss to suffer endlessly." "Seriously? You're one of the 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

expected for slike Sylvia to still be victim to a fate like this. These plutocrats were really something, weren't they? "Were those men just now from your

escape to the roofto end my life. It's just my luck that I ad to run into you. Urgh." Content elongs to english"Kind of rude to say that to someone who just saved your life, no?" said

let you go either. Not much of a point in being

"I don't have any plans to die just yet. It'd be nice if you didn't drink yourself to death in my

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