Thomas remained calm, and he was expressionless while he waited.
Finally, after waiting for half an hour, Trevor finished eating his lunch. He picked up the napkin from the table and wiped his month before he turned around and looked over. Then, he stared at Thomas.
“Hey, aren’t you my former superior, the God of War, Thomas Mayo? What brings you here? Why are you standing at the door? Oh man, please come in!”
Why was Thomas standing at the door? How could this guy still have the guts to say that?
Had he not been the one who purposely ignored Thomas? Trevor could shamelessly say such pretentious things!
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