The night gradually deepened in the peaceful city of Grenton.
By now, the streets were mostly devoid of people. An inconspicuous yellow taxi recklessly rushed through the western suburbs, abruptly coming to a stop in front of a spacious residence with a low screeching noise.
*Thunk–!*
The next moment, the car's door was violently slammed open as Damien's tall figure aggressively stepped outside, quickly making his way to the car trunk.
There, he took out two sizable, fully packed duffle bags from inside, setting them on the ground one by one before viciously kicking the trunk shut. The unfortunate taxi driver behind the wheels could only watch sullenly as his property was wantonly abused.
"...Hey man, I know you're frustrated. Dealing with problematic women can have that effect, and I totally understand. But can you please stop taking it out on my poor car? I haven't even paid off all the due EMIs yet, you know...?"
"Tsk, shut up."
