NovelEnglishAs for Ralph, Alexander would put the matter aside for two days and see what Margaret wished to do later.
Ralph drove around aimlessly and pulled over by the curb when his car almost ran out of gas. It was midnight, and the starless sky was dark. Several food trucks by the roadside were serving midnight snacks, and Ralph's stomach growled as he took in the appetizing smells.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe got out of his car and took a seat at a table. “I'd like three sets of bacon cheeseburgers and a dozen beers.” The owner took the order and returned shortly with the food and beer. He had a respite from all his trouble and humiliation as he gobbled down his burgers and drank his beer alone. No one knew or noticed him in the boisterous crowd.
He got slightly drunk when he finished more than half of his beer. As he drank, he suddenly becoverwhelmed with sadness, thinking nobody truly cared about him.
‘No one has bothered to calleven though I've been away for so long. All the talk about how much Mom loved me, yet she was the one who caused my downfall. Liars. She and the rest of them!” He munched on his burger angrily, forgetting he had shut off his phone. He downed two more beers as fashionably dressed individuals moved in and out of a nightclub across the street.
Ralph barely looked at the place. He used to frequent it, but now he could only drown his sorrows here, not knowing what his future would be.
“I'd like six sets of double cheeseburgers. Send them to the private room later, okay?” Someone made the order and indicated the nightclub.
The food truck owner took the order, and the customer was about to leave when he spotted Ralph. As if he was unsure, the man cocked his head and looked Ralph up and down before going over and wrapping his arms around Ralph’s shoulder laughingly. “Hey, aren't you that person from the Russell family? Why are you sitting here like scommoner?” Ralph barely lifted his eyelids to glance at the person and thought the person looked familiar. He soon remembered that the man was Sean Miller, srich kid from a small family in Kingsland.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe person used to run afoul of him but had to back down as he was no match for the Russell family.
‘It's such a small f*cking world to run into him at this very juncture.” “F*ck off!” Ralph said gruffly and staggered up to leave.
“Hey, you haven't paid yet!” The food truck owner hurried out and shouted.
It was not that Ralph did not want to make the payment, but he forgot about it. Sean, however, held him back by his shoulders and mockingly said, “What? Can't you even pay for burgers? Have you run out of money? “Oh, yes, | heard somebody from the Russell family is nothing but a fraud. | thought he descended from a wealthy family, but he turned out to be worthless as sh*t.” Sean burst out laughing.
Ralph flared up and looked over his shoulder to throw a punch. “F*ck you!” Laughing and unprepared, Sean took it. He gathered himself, cursed, and returned the punch. Chaos erupted as they fought.
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