They traversed the bar’s hallway and proceeded to Box Seven, a reservation that Bruce had made in


    advance.


    As Bruce led her along with the rope, their presence drew the gaze of everyone they passed, bing


    a noticeable spectacle wherever they ventured.


    While passing by Box Six, they observed a waiter knocking on its door and entering to replenish the


    ice. Out of curiosity, Mavis stole a casual nce inside, but the dimness of the room prevented her


    from discerning anyone within.


    Noticing Mavis’s deceleration, Bruce prompted, “Pick up the pace, unless you’re fine with me not


    treating you kindly.”


    “Understood,” Mavis responded, disying a mild pout.


    Bruce yanked Mavis into Room No. 7 with little regard for herfort.


    “Hey, could you be more gentle? I’m a human being too,” Mavis eximed.


    Ryan lifted his eyes and studied the pair. Bruce with Mavis?


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    He filled a ss with Chivas Regal for Bruce and shot another nce at Mavis.


    “So, what brings you two together?”


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    Bruce settled into a chair, crossing his legs nonchntly.


    “She burst into my hidden base, held a de to my neck, and thought she could manipte me. She’s


    still wet behind the ears.”


    Mavis felt a sense of awe when she saw Ryan. She’d heard about him and Rosa, and how he’d all but


    disappeared after Rosa’s passing. And yet, here he stood before her. It was a jolt to her system.


    Ryan had a way of looking at you that sent a chill down your spine.


    Mavis felt it and shivered.


    “Why drag me into your ndestine meeting? Aren’t you worried I’11 eavesdrop on your little plots?”


    Mavis asked, her voice cold as ice.


    She never thought their paths would cross, but it appeared they were more connected than she initially


    believed.


    Bruce had big ns, and Marcus was clearly in his crosshairs. Ryan, on the other hand, had been off


    the grid for years, Likely biding his time to settle an old score with Marcus.


    Their agendas converged on one target: Marcus. Could friendship be far behind?


    The room was filled with the sound of a mellow tune.


    “How about we enjoy a song?” Bruce gestured toward the karaoke machine.


    Mavis pointed to herself incredulously.


    “You want me to sing?”


    Bruce looked at her, not missing a beat.