"If I find out he went there to flirt with girls, humph—" Jennifer's face contorted with annoyance, her hand tightening into a fist. "He's dead!" Jasmine barely suppressed a chuckle and teased, "Hold on. Isn't that guy just your decoy? Why do you care if he's hitting on someone at the bar? What's it got to do with you?" Jennifer was momentarily surprised and perplexed by her own response. Since when did she care if he was mingling with other women? Why should it matter to her if he flirted with someone else? Trying to mask her discomfort, she quickly said, "I just don't want him to embarrass me, that's all! Let's go." They hurried toward the Atlantis Club.- The atmosphere inside the club had turned violent. Frederick had crushed Victor's leg with a single grip, causing him to stumble and fall, screaming in pain. "I'm going to kill you!" Victor roared. His eyes were bloodshot as he staggered to his feet and launched a powerful punch at Frederick. The attack sliced thro
Flustered, Charlie shielded his face and stammered, "Tsarina, I... I was just trying to help you!" "To hell with your help!" Aleena snapped. She raised her leg and delivered a sharp kick right between Charlie's legs, sending him collapsing against the wall in agony. She turned an affectionate gaze on Frederick as she approached and seized him by the collar. She cooed, "Why did you come to me so late? I've missed you terribly!" Frederick frowned. "Don't flatter yourself. I didn't come here for you." "Geez! You're still as blunt as ever!" Aleena pouted, playfully pounding her fists against his chest. The scene left everyone astonished. Were Tsarina and Frederick flirting? What was happening? Did they know each other? Charlie was the most shocked of all, his face ashen as he stood frozen in place, his mind screaming that it wasn’t possible, it couldn’t be happening. Wanting some privacy, Aleena led Frederick by the hand to her room. Inside, she perched on his lap, and
"What are you thinking?" Frederick asked with a slight frown. He pinned Willa down on the bar counter and injected a needle into a buttock. Instantly, Willa shivered as she felt her energy returning rapidly. "Is the poison out of my system?" Willa exclaimed in amazement, realizing she could move normally again. "Are you treating me?" "What else would I be doing? Did you really think I was taking you to a hotel?" Frederick replied sarcastically. "But honestly, your hips are quite round and suitable for bearing children—just the type my mother would like." Furious, Willa tried to kick him. "Asshole!" Frederick caught her leg quickly and joked, "Captain Zephyr, you're trying to hit me after I just saved you? That's heartless!"Outside, Jennifer arrived at the club in her Bentley Arnage 728. She walked in just in time to witness the intense exchange between Frederick and Willa. Her rage burst forth like a volcano. "Frederick! You rush here right after work to fool around?
In a sudden display of brute strength, Charlie flipped the car over eight meters with just his hands. Despite the ghastly sight of his torn skin and flesh, wounds covering his body, his strength was immensely powerful. Jasmine stared, horrified. "Who are you? We can give you money; just don't hurt us." Charlie burst into mocking laughter. "Wahaha! Money? I don't need money! You're Frederick's woman, right? I want you dead!" He charged at them in a frenzy. Several bar bouncers rushed over, drawn by the commotion. "Darn it! We almost had Charlie taken down! How did he suddenly rebound?" "Stop asking questions! Just drag him back to finish him off! We can't let the Tsarina find out and blame us!" One barked. They drew their weapons and lunged at Charlie. Surprisingly, Charlie seemed numb to pain. With a fierce roar, he ripped them apart with his hands, splitting eight men into half in an instant. The brutality stunned Jennifer and Jasmine. They started to question wh
Thinking of Frederick, Mr. Z couldn't shake off a lingering sense of unease. "Looks like I can't make a move against Jennifer just yet,” he muttered to himself. “Donovan's a lost cause, and I need to find someone new to help me. Who else could possibly handle Jennifer?" As he mulled this over, an idea suddenly hit him. "Ah, that's right! The Yorks!" - The next day at Prospera Corporation, Duncan York, a director who usually maintained a good rapport with Jennifer, was in her office for a serious discussion. Duncan began gravely. "Jennifer, even though the conglomerates recently injected three billion into our company and saved us from immediate crisis, the Tiger Faction and Bianca's consortium are certainly not going to let us off easy. "I've heard they've joined forces and are planning a long-term siege on our company. Your father and uncle are plotting to overthrow you back in the boardroom, and the notion had the chairman's support," he continued worriedly, "The outloo
"Of course it's legit!" John declared, beaming. "The owner simply spares no expense in hiring attractive ladies as masseuses to attract more business. These days, how many wealthy clients really come here for the health benefits of a foot massage?"They're all drawn by the masseuses. They start by getting familiar, then exchange contact details, and from there things naturally evolve... That's the game for the wealthy who frequent this place."Finding no polite way to refuse, Frederick reluctantly walked into the establishment.The lobby manager promptly greeted them. "Would you prefer a foot wash or a massage? The cost of a foot wash is $399, while a massage costs $599, with additional charges for extra time.”John patted his chest. "My colleague is here for the first time today; we have to go for the best! We'll get a massage service for 599 dollars!"Frederick was shocked by the steep price; he thought he might as well massage himself for that amount.Despite his reservations,
Frederick was flabbergasted.Clive Loder? Wasn't that the man Jennifer had sent him to collect a debt from?"Wahaha! Masseuse number 3 truly is the best! She outshines the top girls at other clubs!" Clive exclaimed upon seeing Eva, his eyes sparkling with excitement. "Fuck, I could enjoy her company for a whole year without getting bored!"Frederick's expression soured at the remark. He stood up and sternly advised, "Listen, sir. These women are professional masseuses, not the kind you're implying can be found in back alleys. You're in the wrong place.""Hmph, it's all just a facade. They're still selling something, aren't they?" Clive replied arrogantly.Frederick was on the brink of losing his temper when Eva quickly stepped in."It's okay, Frederick!” she said. “If it comes to it, I'll take care of Mr. Loder. We can't afford to upset someone from the clans, especially not the Loders. We ordinary people can't afford to provoke them."Clive snickered menacingly, "At least you u
"Wahaha! You want to kill me? Are my ears deceiving me? You think you can take me down?" Clive erupted into raucous laughter. "Do you realize how foolish it is to threaten me in front of the warrior clans? Kid, you're practically signing your death warrant!"John and Eva shivered with fear. "Fred, please don't do anything reckless! Ordinary people like us stand no chance against those from the warrior clans.""Ken, kill him. I'll buy you dinner!" Clive commanded.The Savant Grandmaster Clive had spoken to stepped forward, his hand raised to crush Frederick's skull. To these elite warriors, the life of a regular person was trivial, worth less than a meal.Screams echoed as the crowd anticipated Frederick's head splitting open like a smashed watermelon.However, Ken's lethal hand halted mid-air, frozen in place!With an effortless grip, Frederick seized Ken's wrist. No matter how Ken struggled, he couldn't free himself. "Motherfucker! Where in the world did you get such stre