ont of a pile of dishes that didn't seem to diminish. Soap su
n his forehead. Moving his hands, which were getting slowe
ked neatly on the drying rack. His thoughts drifted h
om. Jef peeked through the kitchen door and saw
portant guests' wallet is missing!" The HRD swept his gaze
ck all of
is, but the situation shocked him. He himself ha
n. When it was Jef's turn, the HRD looked at him with a sus
ded over
personal belongings, a brown leather wallet was found. "Here
. I don't know how it got there. I didn't steal it. Someone must
ed Jef with a red face. "So this is how a waiter earns money?
n to murmur, more and m
ing my wallet you can improve your l
art, leaving him speechless
e waiters and kitchen staff, started pushing Jef. "Come o
to explain himself, but the voic
ung master' earlier approached him again. But
nd his body aching. He couldn't un
but in a sarcastic tone. "That's it, that's it, that's enou
stopped by the roadside, trying to keep himself from collap
everal men a
?" Jef tried to as
ust exchanged glances and
ength was gone. "Let me go!" he shout
f could only watch the car door close befor
a very soft mattress. He opened his eye
ers, and classically designed furniture that looked very expensive. Bes
an elegant black suit that conveyed authority and charisma. He
ody still felt weak. "Where am
right away. He simply picked up a glass of w
said in a calm, a
then accepted the
man continued, "You're saf
uspicious. "Who are you?" he
the large window that showed a view of the city. He
finally, still looking out. "There are many things you must
o you want to help me? I don't unde
you think. Trust me, everything will be revealed in due ti
his question. He forced himself to ge
alled one of t
h the man t
are you?" asked Jef
with several bodyguards, moved closer. "You c
stood at attention,
people? Who do you think I am? I'm not one of you. I
la and David were his running atm. Without them, he could not pay fo
gaze. "You may be a nobody now, but you are the heir o
fter hearing that statement. He felt a
n't understand," Jef asked in
face. "You have a birthmark on your back,
nly a few people had it. He had never told anyone abo
d, and your date of birth matches my nephew who went missing years ago. We've also checked your blood sample, and i
d my bodyguards to monitor you and bring you here. Because you are a descendant of the
a joke?"
s silent at
ike me be your nephew. I'm just an ordinary
birth certificate. Not only that, there wa
file, Jef's eyes
me?" asked Randy as he wat
t received. His mind was spinning, remembering his past and ever
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