Jared knew that there was no need for him to make a move, while Troy was indeed paralyzed by fear.
“All right now, ignore those two cowards. Let’s go out and get a glass of Lafite each,” Zayne remarked with a wave of his hand.
Soon, some of them went out to get their drink. As for the others, they simply stared coldly at Jared and Troy, paying no further heed to them.
Meanwhile, in the manager’s office of Dynasty Karaoke Bar, the bald middle-aged man was inside with his two bodyguards.
The office was lavishly renovated and had a three-meter-long desk placed in the center. Sitting there was a man in a suit. Behind him, a lady in a high-slit dress and heavy makeup was massaging his head.
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