Chapter 47 Christopher, I Think You’re in Danger

• “Bang!”
• An hour later, Christopher kicked a door open—it was a VIP room that belonged to him at Denzel’s private clubhouse. The waiter brought in some wine a moment later, and Denzel came in as well.
• “Christopher, whatever’s the matter with you again? Goodness; my poor door…” Denzel bent over to check on the door while he sighed with a sense of heartache. “Gosh, what did the door do to you? Look at it—it’s broken! You’d better compensate me for this.”