Let's Get Married

Chapter 668: He Comes at the Eleventh Hour

She lets out a shriek. Before she can react, she's already next to the man who just loses his temper with her when she first enters the private room.

Jasmine struggles to sit up. However, the man beside her doesn't plan to do so. After sensing her movements, he holds her tighter.

"Sir, what are you doing?"

Jasmine panics. Her heartbeat instantly rises to its peak. She has never encountered such a thing. Jasmine is so frightened that she doesn't know what to do. She just tries hard to break free, but she's not aware that the harder she tries, the easier it is to arouse this man's desire for conquest.

The man is obviously up to no good, because his hands begin to randomly stroke Jasmine's body.

Jasmine feels as if she is experiencing an electric shock when the man's hot lips get close to her ears. He says, "Didn't you come to serve us on behalf of Riya? Riya is not just a 'waitress'..."

Jasmine finally realizes that these people have treated her as an easy girl they can flirt with!

She immediately explains, "Sir, you misunderstood. I'm just a waiter. If you want Riya, I can call her over. Please let me go."

"Let go?" The man sneers. He's very satisfied with her panicked appearance. "Have you ever seen a man who can let go when he is thirsty?"

Jasmine's words are simply a joke to people like them.

Jasmine's face turned pale because of fear, which is even more novel for the man. "Why? Is it that you're so scared because you haven't been in love with anyone before?"

Jasmine doesn't want to pay attention to his words. The man continues, "You look so green and have no experience at all. But don't worry. I'll teach you how. Be good."

Listening to his coaxing tone, Jasmine doesn't feel a bit moved, but creepy instead.

The man's strong body presses against Jasmine. She's only about 100 pound and unable to withstand such a weight. Before she is forced to lie down, Jasmine turns to look at the people beside her. However, when seeing other people quite enjoyable, she's completely desperate.

These people don't think what the man is doing is wrong. For them, all of this is common. As long as they want, there's nothing they can't do.

The moment her body is forced to the sofa, a burst of coldness suddenly rises in the bottom of Jasmine's heart. It is as if her entire body has fallen into the abyss, and the air around her has turned into bitter frost.

Who can save her...?

...

Pehry doesn't finish his social activities until 11: 30pm. After returning from the private room to his office, he throws himself into the sofa and lights a cigar. He smokes slowly, and the rising white smoke blocks his expression, which makes it hard to be seen.

Winfred waits for a long time before Pehry says a few words, "Remember to send the guests off for me later."

"Yes, Mr. Pehry. Don't worry. I have arranged the cars."

Seeing that the most important thing has been done, Pehry is like a deflated ball, who is not only listless, but also very empty.

It is exactly the kind of emptiness that comes from everywhere after everyone finishes drinking and leaves.

Suddenly, a face flashes in his mind and he grabs Winfred. "Where's Jasmine?"

"Miss Jasmine is working."

Pehry nods, raises his hand and says, "Call her up."

"Yes, Mr. Pehry, please wait a moment."

Pehry waves his hand, signaling that Winfred can go out now. But in his mind, Pehry is thinking about what he's gonna say to Jasmine.

He must pick the most exciting part and ask her why she has been clamoring to leave all the time, but finally stays.

Pehry feels good as he thinks about it. This kind of "abnormal" satisfaction makes him feel very strange as well.

How can he be so happy because he tortures a little girl? If it weren't for Jasmine, he might not even be able to eat the noodles.

Just as Pehry is waiting in his office, Winfred suddenly receives a message that Jasmine has been arranged to serve in another private room tonight.

Moreover, it is not an ordinary private room, but the room "2046"!

When Winfred hears this, he is anxious, "Who allows you to change her post without permission?"

Everyone in the Red Club is familiar with this room. This private room is quite big, and many men would like to come here. On the one hand, it's fresh to them. On the other hand, they are very proud of

this. More importantly, this private room provides a lot of extra services—chatting with girls included naturally.

"Well, Riya says that she really doesn't have time today, so she has no choice ..."

"She has no choice?" Hearing this, Winfred doesn't know whether to laugh or cry. He looks at the waiter coldly, "Get her out first. And you explain all this to Mr. Pehry later!"

After saying this, Winfred immediately walks towards Room 2046. Although he has walked as fast as he can, he is still dumbfounded when he opens the door and sees the little girl pressed by two men, disheveled.

He is still late.

Jasmine is controlled by the two men. The clothes on her upper body are almost gone, with only her bra left. If the door hadn't been opened just now, the underwear would have been taken off.

The man's hands touch her back and forth. She can't feel anything other than nausea.

Seeing Winfred, she feels as if she has seen a relative, but her expression is numb. She is too frightened to react.

Everyone in the private room is shocked by the sudden appearance of Winfred and his men, especially the two people who is controlling Jasmine. Just as they are about to turn around to see who has come to interrupt them, they see Winfred-Pehry's personal assistant and the manager of the Red Club. Immediately, there is no sound. Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Winfred winks at the two bodyguards behind him and they immediately rescue Jasmine from those two men. And by the way, they put a thin blanket on her, covering the large red skin.

"Winfred, what do you mean?" One of them asks unhappily.

Winfred is about to say something when a series of messy and hurried footsteps come from the outside.

A tall figure appears at the door of the private room. Who else can it be if it is not Pehry?

The cynical expression on his face has turned into terrifying coldness, and his attractive eyes also look very sharp.

Pehry sees Jasmine, who is being held up by the bodyguards. She is wrapped in a blanket and Pehry cannot see the situation on her body. However, just judging from the torn clothes on the sofa, he can predict what has happened.