Chapter 162: Not even the God of Death

"You are lucky that you don't know the boss' problems. Sometimes even the monetary benefits aren't enough to compensate for the stress," The woman sighed as she shook his head.

"Every job has stress and troubles. We all believe our problems to be worse," Ryder responded with a smile.

The bartender served the drinks before them.

"That's true as well. Anyway, I'm Herriet," the woman replied as she extended her hands towards Ryder.

"Ryder," Ryder replied as he reached out his hand to shake her hand.

Something strange happened, though, as soon as Ryder's hands touched the hand of Herriet. His whole body felt a terrifying shock. He instantly retracted his hand as he looked at her with a stunned look on his face.

"What happened? Why are you looking here like I am a ghost?" Herriet asked as she glanced at Ryder.