"Get lost. Let me go in!!!"
"Do you know who I am?! How dare you stop me? I'm going to fire all of you!"
Cyril glared at the tightly shut doors and the two orc guards who escorted him out as he screamed hysterically.
The honest-looking orc shook his head. "I'm just a doorman who is sad every day. My wages are only enough for breakfast, and love has nothing to do with me. I'm just a silly doorman, and I don't know who you are."
The other doorman took out a bag of teddy biscuits out of nowhere, and began munching as he murmured, "I am a doorman who loves to eat teddy biscuits."
"I…" Cyril clenched his fists as he stared at the two security officers who didn't give a damn about him. He was so furious, yet there was nothing he could do.
This was Gloria's factory, and they were Gloria's people. He indeed couldn't do anything to them.
