“So your name is Cillian?” Lorenzo frowned at the boy when he heard the maid calling his name.
“Yes, I am Cillian.” The boy also grabbed Lorenzo by his collar and tried to push him down to the ground so that he could have the upper hand. However, he struggled to do so.
Nonetheless, he bravely glared at Lorenzo and screamed, “And you should remember my name because I will be the one to send you off to hell.”
“Sirs!” The maid clasped the clothes in her hand tighter and hastily warned the both of them. “You two should stop fighting. It is the middle of the night and the other guests here might wake up if you keep on fighting like this.”
However, both of them disregarded the warning from the maid and pretended as if they didn’t hear a word that she said just now.
And they continued to try and get the upper hand on each other. Lorenzo was simply defending himself while Cillian was trying to break free from Lorenzo’s grasp so that he could punch him in the face.
