In David Jabbar's office, Donnie and David Jabbar sat facing each other, both holding cigars in their hands.
Seeing the two of them chatting merrily, one would never guess that deep down, each was longing to get rid of the other.
"Donnie, it's quite rare for you to come by!"
David Jabbar said with a radiant smile.
"I think I'll definitely come here more often in the future!" Donnie hinted.
Clearly, David Jabbar did not catch Donnie's implication and continued happily, "Welcome, welcome. I believe, Donnie, that you'll definitely come by more often in the future!"
Although David Jabbar failed to grasp Donnie's meaning, from his perspective, he believed that the moment he took down Isaiah would mark the end of Donnie's villa business.
"By the way, I'm not sure what brings you over this time, Donnie. Are you here to play a few games, or would you like to try our tavern's fourth-floor services?"
