"Feed anyone who comes in here. Whether they have money or don't, be it, vampires or humans, treat them all fairly. This establishment's purpose is not to make a profit, but to serve its people."
*BANG!*
The loud sound of the entrance being burst open startled me out of my wits. Slowly, I moved my gaze to the entrance.
The door flew in a certain direction while the other barely hanged still. There was a group of five people standing by the door.
One of them was Noah Remington. But he stood behind. My eyes shifted to the other red-haired man standing at the front.
Unlike Noah, the other red-haired man emanated power from his well-built physique. He looked more mature, keeping his chin up while his eyes scanned the establishment.
"Sam…" I whispered and turned in his direction. However, Sam remained nonchalant as he stared at Teddy.
"If you agree with my condition, the restaurant is yours," Sam uttered in a flat tone.
