Right after Sammy and Dom had left, Wilbur was about to rest when the phone rang. He saw that it was a call from Nancy and hurried to pick it up.
"Hello, Nancy! How have you been?"
"I'm alright, Wilbur. I know you're a busy man, but there's a gathering tomorrow night with all our classmates. Will you be coming?"
"I'll pass this time." Wilbur had lost interest in these gatherings since what happened the last time.
Nancy sighed. "I don't want to go either if I'm being honest."
"Well, don't go, then!"
"I know, but everyone's been giving me hell for it. They're saying I'm all cocky now that I've gotten a promotion at work, I don't feel good turning them down."
Wilbur let out a sigh. Sometimes these things could really be beyond one's control.
"Well, I guess you'll just have to go, then."
"I… I was wondering if you could go with me?" Nancy asked in a feeble tone.
Wilbur wanted to say no, but Nancy had been one of the first people to ever show genuine concern for him back in school. He could not find it in him to turn her down.
"Alright. I'm free tomorrow night, anyway. It'll be fun!" Wilbur said, doing his best to lighten his tone.
Nancy replied at once, "Thank you, Wilbur! I'll see you tomorrow night, then."
"See you."
The call ended, and Nancy fidgeted awkwardly in her office.
She knew she should not do this but could not help herself from wanting to call Wilbur.
She thought that she was going to give up on Wilbur for good this time if he turned her down.
"Room 888 of Noir Nightclub. The guy even said he'd wait here for you to see just what Seechertown's got."
"Let him wait, then. I'll make sure to let him know."
Wilbur hung up the call, grumbling as he got out of bed and headed for Noir Nightclub.
Over in the private club room, a handsome young man was sitting at a gambling table with a cigar in his mouth and a haughty expression.
There were several other gamblers trembling in the corner of the room. Matt stood guard at the door, blood still leaking from his waist. Gerard was lying on the ground with a pool of blood around him.
The guy sitting down took a long drag from his cigar and breathed out a ring of smoke before shaking his head. "I can't believe you're calling yourselves the head of Seechertown's biggest clans when you're only at this level. What a joke!"
"Don't get too cocky! You're going to get it once our master gets here," Matt snarled from the door.
The man chuckled. "Sure, sure. I'll be waiting, I hope he doesn't disappoint me."
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