Chapter 363

Crash! The porcelain vase Zeb was holding smashed into pieces. "Fuck!" Zeb bellowed furiously before wheeling on Frank, who was over two meters away. "How dare you trip me!" Frank simply laughed coolly in turn. "You're a riot—you tripped over yourself, and you have the cheek to blame me?" "Shut up! Why would I trip for no reason?" Zeb growled through his teeth. "You definitely did something! You're paying for that porcelain vase!" "You have the cheek to tell me what to do?" Frank glowered. "Buzz off." He started to leave, but Zeb quickly moved to stop him while shrieking, "You're paying up today, or you're not leaving!" Then, turning toward the people around them, he said, "See?! He broke my vase but refused to pay! Where's the justice here?!" Everyone quickly crowded around them at Zeb's call to get a look. Frank sneered at Zeb in turn—he was never going to pay up. A group of uniformed men strode toward them just then, and the crowd quickly made way. "What's the ruckus here