43. A Feeling worried of A Mafia Boss  

Richard sucked on his cigar strongly. Smoke after smoke, he exhaled from his nose and mouth. Occasionally his hands would flip through the book he was reading, and his green eyes seemed to read every word arranged in the book seriously. His forehead wrinkled, indicating he was absorbing the storyline in the book.

"How long are you going to read that book, Boss?" SB, who sat in front of Richard with his arms crossed on the head of the chair, made his behavior look like a child.

"What is going on? Am I bothering you?" Richard asked without taking his eyes off the book.

SB shook his head. Richard suddenly came to his place without informing him first, and because of that, he also needed help to greet Richard properly. It's been half an hour since Richard suddenly came to his casino, managed by SB. There is no definite reason why he came to this casino.

"I didn't expect you would come here without telling me first, Boss. Because of that, I couldn't greet you properly."

A chuckle escaped R