"I did what you asked. Now give me my cash." The tall man grunted.

He never liked you, but he would do anything for money, even some of the smallest tasks. He despised you for your snobby rich attitude. The more you teased him, the more he grew to hate you. His body language tense and on edge.

You were nothing but a rich bastard to him, teasing him for being poor. He hated you knew how to control him with just cheap change.