Chapter 6 Dolly's

I hopped on the tube to Dolly's, knowing Jeff would be there to pick me up when I gave him a call. Despite being a billionaire, I am okay with navigating London on my own. After all, nobody would recognize me, and I don't flaunt expensive jewellery like those flashy footballers. Honestly, I don't even own a diamond-encrusted watch. Material possessions don't really faze me. However, I do have a fancy watch reserved for special occasions like charity galas and such. But if I strolled into a cosy pub like Dolly's, even though it's been all spruced up and expanded, the regulars and Dolly herself would have a field day teasing me relentlessly.

In our student days, Seb, Ethan, and I were lucky enough to reside just a stone's throw away from the pub. We developed a special bond with Dolly, the lovely landlady. She not only showed us how to whip up a fantastic roast dinner but also let us take turns working behind the bar. We even became pals with the regulars, and one year, we decided to tr