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"𝕯𝖎𝖉 𝕸𝖆𝖈𝖆𝖚 𝖗𝖊𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖓 𝖑𝖆𝖘𝖙 𝖓𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙?"

Arm and Pol just kept their eyes on Tankhun who was walking back and forth in the living room. They have been wanting to sit him down for a while but he will only talk about things.

"Khun Nu, aren't you dizzy?"

"Shut up and make me a cup of coffee!"

Pol looked at Arm, asking for help, who immediately pushed him away from him. Neither of them wants to go back to the kitchen and repeat the process. They've been going back and forth there since last night.

They instantaneously covered their ears when Tankhun suddenly yelled. "See? You don't even want to listen to my simple request! Do you want to know why all of the bodyguards are unable to leave this mansion alive? If you don't want to be like them, just follow my orders! It's easy to make coffee!" He angrily shook their shoulders.

"Khun Nu, you drank almost ten cups of coffee." Arm scratched his head, unsure what to do; he only thought of asking for help from someone they knew who could calm down the dino. This scene will go on—like forever. He wanted to say something more, but he realized the man standing in front of him was their master. He tightened his eyes shut to calm himself before pulling his phone from his pocket.

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"What happened here?" Pete wondered, catching his breath. He hung up when he heard Tankhun's tantrums earlier in the call and went straight to the main family's mansion.

"Arm?" He asked while looking for the can of milk powder for Venice.

"Pete-"

Tankhun could be heard yelling in the background, indicating that he knew what to do next. "All right, I'm going there," he said, quickly returning the can of milk powder to the retail display and texting Vegas that he wouldn't be able to make it home before heading straight to his car.

Tankhun immediately pushed his bodyguards when he heard Pete's voice behind them. "Pete! Thank goodness you're here—"

"What are those?" Pete asked, looking weirdly at the cups scattered on the table and more on the sofa.

Tankhun turned to look back at the mess but did not care to answer; instead, he blabbed about almost everything that unfolded. "You know, Pete, I'm going crazy thinking about what happened!" He screamed again, startling Arm and Pol, who covered their precious ears. Pete also took a step back from him.

"The atmosphere here today is different than the usual." Pete looked around.

Arm's eyebrows furrowed, "How is it different, Pete? Haven't you heard any screams since you came in here?"

Tankhun glared at him. "If I really can't stop myself, I won't hesitate to feed you to Alaska and bring Pete back!"

"Only if someone returns to you," Arm replied quietly, but was taken by surprise when Tankhun locked his gaze at him.

"Repeat what you said."

"Wha... nothing, Khun Nu; perhaps Pete knows where Macau and Porchay went last night."

"Huh?" Pete looked at them with a puzzled look, but with a hint of foreboding in his eyes. "Could you please explain what is going on here?"

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