At that, the person breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing his companion refer to Harry Hall.
It was just a lawyer, after all, still dependent on the charity of wealthy businessmen like him for his livelihood. If he made him unhappy, he could shut down his law firm any time. He didn't know why he had let this man intimidate him a moment ago.
Mr. Wood cursed inwardly with a "ptui" and looked directly into Harry Hall's unheated gaze, then turned to the club manager accompanying Harry and said,
"Manager Green, is this how your club greets its guests? Allowing any riffraff in, you've ruined my drinking pleasure. Can you afford to offend me?"
Manager Green just stood by with a smile on his face, but inwardly he cursed, "Idiot!"
This club was frequented by people of the highest status, and here was this bumpkin who thought he was someone just because he had a little money, yet he had the audacity to strut around as if he was something special.
