A smile that can easily lead someone in dilemma.

"Tomorrow there shouldn't be any traces of this club here. Burn it or d0o whatever you want but note that there shouldn't be any Black Drunkard's Club existing here", Deming said to the manager in a tone that killed the remaining hopes of the manager.

Lifen wanted to intrude in this decision. As she looked at the man who has mercilessly given this troublesome order, she said "Enough Deming, you are going too far. There was nothing like that happening here. I have just come here to sort my problem out. I didn't mean to tease you like that but your words really infuriated me""Since it's all sorted now. Can't you be less stubborn. There is no need to demolish this place. There are many people earning their living here", she tried but didn't find his mood changing.Hearing her words, the manager thought that maybe the place will be pardoned but when looked back at the devil, he made his mind. He has lost this club and this place. Just like that.