"Chairman…"
"Yes, I know already. I've already asked our neighbours to supplement for us, so we'll be able to deliver slaves worth the original 5 gold coins. All you need to do is delay him enough so he doesn't leave."
"Y-yes, master… but, he doesn't seem to be one who should be angered in anyway, sir." Alvin complained.
"I believe you have work to do, Alvin. As long as you don't die, it's good enough." The chairman said.
"Y-yes, sir. If I may ask, how long will it take for the rest to arrive?" Alvin asked.
"20 minutes at most."
"Ok, sir. I'll try my best." He answered before leaving.
Back in the waiting room where Aldritch and Ingrid waited, Alvin suddenly entered the room with a weird smile on his face. He did a good job masking his actual emotions of apprehension, but in front of perceptive vampires, Aldritch noticed the shift in demeanor.
"When will the rest of the slaves arrive?" Aldritch asked with a telling smirk.
