“I don’t know. I asked him, but he didn’t want to tell me. He just said you’d know who he is when you meet him. I nearly wanted to call the police. This man is really strange.”
“Okay. Where is he now?”
“In the reception room.”
“Okay.”
Thomas directly walked to the reception room. He reached out to open the door only after he stopped at the door for two seconds. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a man whose figure was tall, big, and muscular. He was sitting upright in a chair in the reception room, and the cups in front of him were arranged neatly.
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