Chapter 22

Balch was a real neat freak. He always hiit the bathroom before wrapping up any meal, even if it was just for a quick hand wash.

This had become a longterm habit, and his friends were used to it.

He pushed the door to the bathroom, finding it empty.

Meanwhile, back in the private dining room where Seraphina was, Terrell was sitting comfortably, reaching out for the cream of mushroom soup that the waiter was bringing over.

But before he could get a grip, the waiter’s hand loosened.

The soup dish fell on the table, splashing most of the soup on Terrell.

Terrell jumped up, “What the hell, man?

rushed to apologize, grabbing some

Terrell pushed him

up? I’ll get you

you waiting for?”

the private dining room. Terrell tossed the tissue he had in his hand

door, lowered his head, and picked up a hand towel from the basin to wipe off the soup stains from his clothes. After almost finishing, he discarded the towel and looked up, only then realizing that

saw who it

his hands as usual, not

to say after a moment of

seemed not to hear him, focusing on washing his hands

echoing off the walls. It was eerie

other thing that’s still was the breath of

two guys outside, but because of

a man, or more precisely, she was cornering him in there.

this man was… Leandro.

rate, but most of her energy was spent

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