Chapter 269: Just how low have you fallen?
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Everyone who worked in the penthouse had a space on the level below. Some had to share, while others had room for themselves. One of those who was lucky to have a place for themselves was Bear. Considering he was Heaven’s personal bodyguard, it was obvious he would get better accommodations.
That was until those newly hired bodyguards came.
"Oh, hey, there!"
Bear stopped by the living area, eyes falling on the people lazing around there. The messes around caused the vein on his forehead to protrude. Normally, he would kick these guys out, since they had their own place.
"Bear, you clocked out early today!" Grey (the youthful-looking bodyguard) was sitting on the long couch with a laptop on his lap. "Did you eat?"
"He went out with the Madam. I’m sure he already ate — damn it!" Tiger, the guy who had frizzy and dry hair, was munching some nuts while reclining on the floor with his back against the sofa. "Why do you always get special treatment?"
Tiger scrunched his face, looking around at the luxurious unit. "Our place isn’t as big as this and it’s even at the farthest! Just what sort of potion do you feed people, Bear?"
"Come on. Bear is our senior here, and literally at the age of being a senior citizen." Fig, the fatty, was busy piling up slices of pizza to eat them in one bite. "We are here because he recommended us. If he didn’t, do you think that Mr. Zhang will even cast us a glance?"