Dylan rubbed his temples, letting out a long, heavy exhale as he leaned against his mahogany desk. 'No use stressing over it. I just need to focus on resolving one problem at a time.'
"I will pay off all your debts so that we won't get chased down by those at Twelve-Legged Spider House," Dylan said, tossing the quill back onto his desk with a soft, decisive clatter.
The room erupted into utter chaos instantly.
"The boss is our savior!!" Mark cried out, throwing his hands up toward the ceiling as if offering up a prayer of thanksgiving.
"Hooray to the boss!!" Allen yelled, slapping a nearby member on the back so hard the man nearly stumbled into the wall.
"Boss Dylan, numbah wan!" Joe hollered, wiping away a theatrical fake tear with his sleeve while Ethan began furiously bowing from the waist like a wooden toy.
