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99.9 percent his father’s child

The bartender flinched when Jacob suddenly slapped the counter, clearly wasted, and shouted, "Give me one more shot?!"

"Who's paying for all the first seven rolls that you and those guys drank?" The bartender asked, eyeing Jacob warily.

A snarl crossed Jacob's face before he took Peach's ring from his pocket, pushed it towards the bartender's face, and said, "Do you see these stones... real diamonds... worth millions of dollars... I need to get it off my hands soon... I got a buyer already though, and they are supposed to meet me here... so don't worry your head about if I can pay you. Just make me another damn drink.”

Not trusting the sketchiness of Jacob's words, or what they seemed to imply, the bartender frowned slightly and said, “I will need a credit card or cash... not some ring. Do you have those just in case your buyer doesn't show up?”

“Of course he does... But there will be no need for that... his buyer is here.” A guy with long black hair pulled into a ponytail came up
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