In his memory, this man had a bad temper.
And since he had worked in a bar, he could easily figure out someone's status from their attire and manner.
He could tell, this man was no ordinary person.
"Who told you to come here?" Charles Mcintosh spoke first. If he remembered correctly, this was the boyfriend Lilac Serval had mentioned, called Little 11.
"I... I came to see Sister Lilac," Little 11 said nervously, his gaze darting around.
"I warn you, do not set foot in this apartment again, understood?"
"Sir... perhaps there is some misunderstanding, Lilac and I, we..."
"I don't care whether there is something between you or not, starting today, you are not allowed into this apartment anymore. Get out!"
"I came to have breakfast with Sister Lilac, sir you..."
"I said get out, don't you understand?" Charles Mcintosh's face darkened, looking very unpleasant, like the sky shrouded in storm clouds, his somber eyes fixed directly on Little 11.
