Chapter 29

As Mark stood grounded before me, Sandra suddenly fell silent and the men respectfully took quick steps back. Then before he said anything, he signaled for the bartender to come over. The lanky boy who seemed to be covering his shift, with his eyes wide, didn't hesitate to run to Mark. "Good day, sir," he bent his head in greeting, his hand firmly by his side. He seemed to be doing his best not to look my way. I didn't blame him, he just watched me smash a bottle on a man's head. "Go to whoever your boss is and get every single person, apart from us, to get out of this bar. I'll settle the bills." He bobbed his head eagerly, "Yes sir! Right away sir!" Then he turned and fled. I reasoned why Mark would do that then I concluded that he had a point. We all came from well known families in elite society but I didn't care. There is no way anything that leaks out of this ruckus will cause harm to my reputation. Since no one, apart from the employees at Atelier studios, really knew that I co