Chapter 7: Ruining Nathan’s Day (1)
Nathan and his friends were seated at a round table in the corner. They were laughing as they ate, clearly enjoying their afternoon. Their table was filled with expensive dishes, and their glasses were filled with the most exquisite wines.
"Haha, did you see Gray's face earlier? It was so damn funny." Nathan uttered out loud.
The satisfaction of making fun of someone was really fun, especially when he knew that Gray was powerless.
"He looked like a puppy, didn't he? One that would wag his tail if you call for him." one of his friends added, chuckling.
"Yeah, and his sister? Poor kid. I almost felt bad for her. Just almost." The other guy laughed as he stuffed his mouth with food.
Nathan shook his head, still grinning.
"I can't believe that guy is still around though. Thought he'd be working in a factory by now or sweeping streets. But instead, he was eating here."
"Oh well, don't mind him. He must be scrapping some pennies to afford food here. Their table earlier looked bare with only a few dishes. When I looked at the menu, they weren't even that expensive."
Their laughter grew louder.
Just then, a waiter passed by carrying a tray. He moved carefully, but one of Nathan's friends stuck out his leg slightly, making the waiter stumble.
"Whoa—! S-sorry, sir!" the waiter quickly apologized, though he didn't drop anything.