Fatty Smith heard Jake's abrupt words and couldn't help but turn his head around with his eyes burning in rage.
Frick! Who is this arrogant guy? He's clearly in the wrong yet he dares to say that–
Smith was about to shout at Jake when he saw the young man's unique rabbit mask.
At that instant, as if a thunder just struck him, the fat manager stood there, dumbstruck.
R-rabbit mask? Black hair and red eyes? I-isn't that...isn't that...the...the owner?!
Smith wasn't an idiot. He could become the third in command because he's sly and smart.
He knew what to do and what he should never do. He's good at reading the atmosphere and had a good ability to represent the casino.
Thus, even when he rarely met the onwer, he inquired about the owner to the other higher-ups in the casino. And coincidentally, all of them said the same thing.
