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.

agony as they landed in a heap, all

their teeth through the

closing the door and turning back

amazing,"

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

celebrity, huh?" Sylvia smirked. She figured that Wilbur was not local and got straight to the

a fate like this. These plutocrats were really something, weren't they? "Were those men just now from your company, then?" asked

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

whatever it takes to dragback into the abyss, and they're not going to let you go either. Not much of a point in being nice to

drink yourself to death in my room too." He left to go to bed, and Sylvia

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