"Oh, sorry. Did I disturb your peace?" The man asked with an apologetic expression.

I stood up from the chair and bowed my head. "Good evening, sir. No, you're not a nuisance at all."

I don't know who exactly this man is, but from the way he looks, I'm pretty sure he's somehow affiliated with the Montreals. He could be their business partner.

"You can have this place, sir." I was planning to leave, but he caught me.

I quickly pulled my arms away from him.

"O-Oh, I'm sorry," he apologized. "I just want to tell you that you don't need to leave. You were here first. If you're not...