CarlyDifferent people greeted Arthur as I followed him, from the businessmen who sat at the high table to the boys moving around to serve drinks. They all seemed familiar with him. Their eyes filled with respect, and for a moment, it seemed as though they were on the verge of bowing to him, yet hesitation held them.And at the back of my head, my voice says he might be the owner, but it was illegal, not only for the activities going on, but also because Arthur was young. He was twenty and still in high school, but looking at him, Arthur didn’t seem out of place; instead, he looked like he owned it.When have the powerful followed the rules?Another thing was, no one was meeting my gaze. It was as if they were avoiding me on purpose. I should find it comforting not being stared at, but it was strange, like I was invisible. It was obvious I didn't belong with my uniform, yet on one question.We reached an end, and Arthur stepped forward to open a door which I didn't notice because of t
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