Chapter 315

"Fifty minutes left!" Robert could not be bothered to say much and merely reminded Stanley after looking at the time. Stanley's lips twitched violently a few times. He knew that the people who owned the bar were powerful enough that the Shanahans could not afford to offend them. There was once a rich young man from a third-tier family who was crippled by a severe beating after offending the owners of that bar. He did not want to end up crippled after getting beat up by those men, and although he felt ashamed, he realized that he had no other choice but to bite the bullet and call his still-sleeping grandmother. "Stanley? What's going on? Why are you calling me this late?" Catherine answered the phone and asked Stanley. Stanley was a little tongue-tied, but after considering his lack of alternatives, he cried out, "Grandma! Severin is such a b*stard! He agreed to buy me a drink, but he sneaked off halfway through without paying! Now I can't leave the bar, hic, hic…help me, Grandma!