Upon hearing the busy tone, Tyler muttered "bitch" under his breath. He was referring to Janet.
'Just because she's sleeping with some CEO, she now thinks that she can tell me what to do and what not? Fuck that!' he thought.
As he held his phone, he put on his coat and slammed the door.
'How am I supposed to pay such a big gambling debt on my own? I'll never be able to pay that money back!'
Tyler kept mumbling swear words under his breath all the way to a bar.
He didn't have enough money to go to regular bars, so the bar he went to was an illegal one. People like him who lived in the bottom of society knew some illegal bars. These types of bars usually sold cheap alcohol, and they employed teenaged girls to sell beers table-to-table.
The bar wasn't well-ventilated, and smoking wasn't prohibited. Upon entering the bar, all kinds of smells wafted into his nose and there were people from all walks of life.
He spat on the ground, walked to a seat with a cigarette in his mouth, and asked a barmaid for two dozen beers.
The barmaid didn't want to talk to him when she saw that he looked like a bum. She just put the beers on the table and went to talk to the other guests.
Tyler gulped down the first bottle of beer, thinking of the embarrassment he faced when he tried to persuade Janet to give him more money.
'How could she ask me to find a job to pay off my debts?' he complained inwardly.
The taverns at night were brighter and livelier than the streets outside.
While Tyler was drinking, he heard someone whisper to another man, "I heard that the cripple in the neighboring village got a wife. Did you help him? How much did you sell her for?"
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