Paxton helplessly shook his head at Alvin's teasing...
Watching Paxton clutch a glass of whiskey, ready to drink himself into a stupor, Alvin smiled at Shang-Chi and said, "Give him a hand...
The chairman of the Hell's Kitchen Food Truck Alliance shouldn't be getting turned upside down by some Mafia girl."
Alvin glanced at Paxton's strange expression, then said to Shang-Chi in a low voice, "Find a few people to sink that girl in the ocean..."
"No, no, no..."
Paxton anxiously grabbed Shang-Chi as he reached for his phone and said helplessly, "Don't kill someone over something this trivial. She didn't mean any harm...
I'll figure out a way to talk to her and get her to stop coming to Hell's Kitchen.
If that doesn't work, I'll take some time off and go away for a while. She'll lose interest soon enough."
Alvin frowned and studied Paxton's expression. The guy genuinely didn't seem to feel flattered by being pursued, and he really wasn't interested in that so-called Mafia Princess...
Alvin shook his head in disappointment. At last, something entertaining had come along, but the main character was a "good man." That made it no fun...
"Fine. I'll give you a chance to go on a 'business trip' right now..."
As he spoke, Alvin leaned over the bar, grabbed a bottle of whiskey, and poured himself a glass. Then he stood up and beckoned to the outrageously flashy Jordan Beckford. "Hey, can you move your hand off that girl's butt?
Get over here. I have something to discuss with you guys..."
Jordan Beckford, dressed in a sharp suit, spread his hands helplessly. Then he leaned over and whispered something in the beautiful woman's ear, making the obvious Supermodel laugh so hard she nearly doubled over. Bruto, standing beside her, stared wide-eyed...