Sweet Twins

Chapter 554 I Won't Leave For The Time Being

"That's... But... This is the master's club. I can't just leave everything behind. If so, how can I explain it to the master?" As he looked around the place, Dale continued, "You see, it runs well here. The guests will arrive soon. If I leave now, what's going to happen?"

A sudden idea occurred in Charles' mind. "Jay, let's stay here for the time being. I'd like to see what kind of project it is running tonight here."

Hearing Charles' words made Dale so scared that he almost fell to the ground.

What did Charles say just now?

He had said something he shouldn't have said.

What should he do once Charles found out what kind of project he was running?

Not knowing what to do, Dale faked a smile and said, "Well, Young Master, didn't you say that the master missed me? Let's go see him as soon as possible. We shouldn't make him wait for too long. It's still a long way from the city center. Let's move now.

Ignoring what he had said, Charles looked intently at Dale. "Uncle Dale, do you want to go to the bathroom? I'll go with you."

"I...I... We are not in a hurry now. I don't want to go to the bathroom anymore." Beads of sweat formed on Dale's forehead as he nervously looked at Charles.

"Let's go and have a try... Maybe, the feeling will come back as soon as you're in the bathroom." Without waiting for his reply, he grabbed Dale and turned to Jay. "Tell the people outside not to come back if they can't find what they are looking for. Tell them that Dale has given the order!"

"Alright." After giving him a nod, Jay went outside to do as Charles said.

Knowing that the whole club had been controlled by Charles' people now, Dale felt helpless. He had no choice but to enter the bathroom obediently.

To his surprise, as soon as Dale walked into bathroom, Charles chopped his neck. "Young Master, you..." Before he could even finish his words, he fell down on the floor.

While he was kneeling on the floor, Charles found a rope and tied him to the toilet.

With a snort, Charles kicked Dale. "Dale, you are too young to play with me." Then he tore off Dale's sleeve and put it in Dale's mouth. "Don't scream. Do you hear me?"

An evil smile appeared on his face before he went out and locked the door.

"Tie up the people who should be tied, lock them in the room, and then have a rest." At this moment, Charles was determined to make a big move tonight.

"Okay." There was no use for Dale's men to struggle, seeing that Dale was controlled by Charles. After all, they were just fence sitters.

What mattered to them the most were their lives.

Therefore, they were not as arrogant as they were a while ago.

As a matter of fact, they were so obedient that Charles felt superior.

The night had come and Charles and Jay disguised themselves as club's bouncers.

While looking at Charles, Jay couldn't stop himself from laughing.

Tidying up his clothes, Charles frowned at him. "What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing. I just think that you are really like a clothes shelf. When you wear a hitman's clothes, you look like a hitman..." This thought made Jay laugh so hard that his belly ached.

"Are you talking about yourself?" Charles retorted.

"Yes, me too." In the middle of their conversation, they heard that a car stopped outside the club. Not long after, several men came in. "Find me some beautiful girls..."

"Well, what are their names?" Although Charles had never done this before, he was still a man who went to upscale places, so he was familiar with this scene.

The man thought for a while and pointed out the girls' names. "Jodie, Alivia and... Amira..."

"Okay," replied Charles.

Before the guests came in, Jay had already told several girls to work as they used to.

The girls had never encountered such a frightening scene, so they agreed gingerly.

They really didn't know anything about Nancy.

At that time, only Nana came into contact with Nancy. Moreover, this place was a place for people to go in and out. No one really cared who was here, who was not...who was alive, and who was dead.

What everyone cared about was when they could leave this God forsaken place.

After all, the girls here were sold and couldn't even control their own lives.

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Soon, Jodie, Alivia and Amira came out, wriggling their waists. "Gentlemen, are you still in No.7 room tonight?"

"Of course No.7. But I'm curious. Where is Nana?" Several young men, with cigarettes in their mouths, squinted around.

They were regular guests here, so when they saw strange faces, they instinctively became vigilant.

"I don't know. Nana might have something to deal with tonight, so she didn't come. Gentlemen, what would you like to drink? We'll prepare it for you." Alivia was not only beautiful, but smart too. She could tell what was going on.

Although she didn't know what happened to Nancy, she could do something to help Charles and Jay. Perhaps she could take the opportunity to leave.

"Yes... Why do these people look unfamiliar?" One of the men looked suspiciously at Charles.

People who often came to the club were naturally familiar with the people who worked here, but they had never seen Charles and Jay before, so they couldn't help but doubt.

This question was not enough to make Alivia nervous. She confidently said, "Oh, they are the new comers Mr. Chen just recruited. Look at you. What are you thinking about?"

"Where is Mr. Chen?" another man added.

"Mr. Chen was here a while ago, but I don't know where he is now. Girls, have you seen Mr. Chen?" With a smile, Alivia turned to the other girls.

The two girls looked at each other and answered at the same time, "I really don't know."

A man who had the surname Wang became impatient. "Well, forget it. We are not here for Mr. Chen anyway. We are here for you. What kind of wine did we drink before? We'll have the same for tonight. Take the wine with you. Let's go."

"Okay, let's go!" The men swaggered towards the private room.

As they walked away, Jay gave Alivia a thumb's up to praise her for her wit.

Before she followed the rest, Alivia smiled slyly at Jay. In her mind, she was hoping that Jay and Charles could help her escape this place.

Soon, another group of people came in, one after another, until Charles and Jay lost count. Some of them were not familiar, but most of them they had already met before.

They were successful businessmen.

With a sneer, Charles glanced at them disdainfully. "These men rely on their money to have fun here!"

"We are the same, aren't we?" A faint smile appeared on Jay's face.

Hearing this, Charles looked at him with reproachful eyes. "How are we the same? We just drink. We don't come to such a dirty place, do we?"

"Yes, yes... Of course, but I'm just curious. Why does Frederic run such a club here? And we haven't known it for so many years! It's amazing." Until now, Jay still couldn't believe it.

"Forget about it for the meantime. Save the surveillance video of these people and keep it as an evidence. We will use it tomorrow," Charles ordered.

"Noted." Without further ado, Jay saved the surveillance video.