chapter 39 Pauper, who are you talking about?

"Loser?" A sharpness glinted in Xavier's eyes. He shoved his hands in his pockets, and a wicked smile flashed on his charmingly handsome face. But even though he was smiling, he gave people an extremely dangerous aura. The gloomy vibe overwhelmed Tyrone, terrifying him. Tyrone looked upset when he regained his senses. He thought, "Isn't he just a hotel waiter? How am I intimidated by a mere hotel waiter? What's more ridiculous is where did this hotel waiter gain the confidence to look at me in...