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... in fear, a chair scraped harshly against the floor, cutting through the silence of the office with a sharp and terrifying sound.
Timothy wished he could bury his head in his chest. In his peripheral vision, Jenson Forrest, radiating a chilling aura, was already striding toward the door. Timothy hurried to follow, only to nearly have his nose flattened by the door as it was slammed shut. For the sake of his own life, he wisely decided not to follow.
「Downstairs in the café.」
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