Feather Club.
When Max Shaw arrived, he saw the club manager sweating profusely as he anxiously paced back and forth in the cold wind.
"Max, you're finally here."
The manager visibly relaxed when he saw Max Shaw.
Max Shaw scraped his lower lip with his teeth, exuding a vicious impatience, "What's the situation inside?"
The club manager hurriedly explained, and at the end, couldn't help but probe, "Max, have you and Miss Eva..." broken up?
The last two words hung unsaid at his lips as the man dressed all in black had already passed him and walked into the lobby.
The club manager followed the man inside, wanting to say something but not knowing where to start.
After all... back then, Miss Eva had mistaken Max Shaw for a club host and taken him away.
She claimed to want an annual contract, but who knew if she was here tonight to 'get a refund' or 'renew'.
