Tiffany paused.
Eric went on, "The reason I didn't call her is because of her pregnancy. She can't be stressed. I'm out of options here. Otherwise, I wouldn't bother you."
Though Eric spoke no truth, his words rang sincere.
Considering Teresa, Tiffany asked, "Where are you?"
"At the Eastville Station. And remember, bring me something to eat," he said hastily before hanging up.
Suspicious but swayed by thoughts of Teresa, Tiffany bought some bread from a nearby bakery. Then she took a taxi to Eastville Station.
Eric's clothes were tattered clothes, his face unshaven and unkempt. Had he not called out, she wouldn't have recognized him.
As soon as he saw her, Eric asked, "Where's the food?"
Tiffany had just taken out the bread when he snatched them away. Frantically ripping open the packaging, he shoved them into his mouth.
His actions resembled those of a barbarian.
Tiffany frowned. "What are you doing here?"
Between bites, Eric's eyes darted around nervously. "They're after me!"
"Who?"
"The men from the illegal gambling ring."
"Illegal gambling ring?" Alarm bells rang in Tiffany's head. "Did you gamble?"
"Shh!" Eric looked around in panic before lowering his voice. "Tiff, do you have any money? Lend me some. I need to lay low out of town."
Instead of answering, Tiffany asked, "How much did you lose?"
"Two million."
Tiffany gasped. "Two million?"
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