The girl next to Eric seemed to have received a huge fright, hastily kneeling on the ground; before she could do anything, Eric pushed her away.
He stood up, looking at Sam, "You're just the manager here, not the real owner!"
He was expressing to Sam that he was one of the owners here, and if it weren't for the special circumstances, Red High Heel's business would also be listed under his name.
Seeing Eric like this, Sam didn't argue and said, "I'll call your uncle."
In an instant, Eric's mind conjured up the image of the Mayor, and he suddenly shuddered, calming down.
Eric vaguely knew the importance of Red High Heels, aware it wasn't just an escort service but probably involved in other dealings as well.
He had just been discharged from hospital, and lately, he had felt something was off; he was extremely dependent on those special painkillers—without an injection, he would feel uncomfortable all over, with pain continuously emerging from every joint and body part.
