115 Sinners

Santa gulped the tears of happiness away from his eyes when he ended the call with the lawyer. He just received the news of his grandfather's death. All dead. That was the lawyer's words.

He looked at Shen Qui, who was calmly sitting while reading the magazine. Santa let out a long sigh of relief as he walked towards Shen Qui. Without saying anything, he signed a piece of paper and handed it to the man. Then he handed him the documents that contained the ownership of the club. "Thank you." This time, Santa didn't hide the relief on his face. He eyed the hole on the wall and smiled. "Thank you, Mr. Q. I will definitely help you out whenever you needed my help." This was not only because he was grateful but because he wanted to build connections with a man like Mr. Q.