Christine did not know why Patrick was so concerned about Gloria.
However, Christine did know that Patrick hated Gloria a lot. Otherwise, he would not have tortured Gloria like this. So, after thinking for a few seconds, Christine said in a euphemistic tone, "Nothing out of the line. The guest just asked Gloria to kiss him." Christine didn't think Patrick would mind. After all, guests at Fittro Club asked for a kiss from call girls every day. They would also tip more. The call girls were also more than happy to earn more tips in such a way. However, what happened next surprised Christine. Just as she finished speaking, Patrick, who was in Los Angeles, hung up right away. Patrick's face was stiff. He looked out of the window, thinking about something. And it was obvious that he was suppressing his anger. Everyone in the conference room was frightened. Patrick, the Alpha, had his usual poker face, and no one knew what heGloria looked at Lillian in silence, while Lillian was indifferent to her line of sight. Lillian continued, "I left my stuff in the dormitory that day, so I came back to grab it. That's how I found you unconscious on the floor. Then I took you to the hospital at once. I don't dare to imagine what would have happened if I hadn't come back that day." Gloria frowned. Was Lillian talking to her? It didn't sound like that. She felt that Lillian wanted someone else to hear. So, who could it be? Gloria was not stupid. She subconsciously turned around to look behind her. Just as she turned around, she felt a pair of hands on her waist, and she was lifted in the air. Someone helped her, breaking her free from Lillian's grip. Her back was leaning against a warm body. A melodious male voice came from behind Gloria. "Gloria, I think you owe your thanks to Miss Santos." The voice belonged to Derrick, the man Gloria had met twice in
Toby Terry, who was from the Blue Moon Pack, was a little confused. He looked in the direction where Derrick was pointing. It was just the door to Room 3. Derrick continued, "A beautiful woman will walk through this door shortly after. She is a delight. Mr. Terry, I'm being a sincere friend here." As Derrick spoke, he gave Toby a meaningful smile that all men understood and patted Toby's arm. "You know what I'm saying, Mr. Terry?" "I sure do." Toby looked elegant, and that didn't stop him from understanding what Derrick was implying. Toby was the Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack, which was next door to Derrick's Blood Moon Pack. The two packs shared a friendly relationship. To some extent, they could be considered alliances. Toby smiled meaningfully and said, "No wonder others praise Fittro Club as werewolves' heaven." Derrick motioned to Toby and said, "Mr. Terry, and friends, I'm afraid I'll take my leave now." Before leaving th
Toby pointed at the transparent container just sent in and said, "Miss Santos, have you ever seen the diving performance? This is what you need to perform, Miss Santos. Please enter the container." Then, the workers who carried the container in quickly went to the bathroom. They used a nylon pipe to connect the faucet to the container and fill it with water. The water gradually filled the transparent container with a splashing sound. Lillian's face became completely pale. "I will die." Lillian shook her head repulsively. "We won't watch you die." Toby smiled even more kindly and said, "It usually takes four to six minutes for a person to die from drowning. As soon as you stay in the water for three minutes, we will get someone to go in and pull you out." "If that's the case, why are you offering two hundred thousand dollars?" Lillian still maintained her sense though tempted by a large sum of money. "Miss Santos, accidents happen fr
Toby smiled at Gloria's words. He thought that Gloria was indeed much more interesting than Lillian. "I've heard that you love money very much." Gloria lowered her head without any reply. Everyone knew she loved money very much. Gloria curled her lips into an unfathomable smile. She looked up and said, "Yes, and that's why I agreed to risk my life to do it." "Alright! Four hundred thousand dollars! Deal!" Toby smiled, his eyes shining. Gloria was ugly but indeed very special. Gloria was thrown into the container. She wrapped herself tightly in her clothes and wouldn't take them off. The water was already above her head. Her clothes, soaked to the skin, grew heavier and dragged her down further. In the beginning, Gloria could still open her eyes and watch the werewolves standing in front of the transparent container and staring at her amusingly. Toby looked gentle with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. But at this m
Lillian looked at the scene in horror. She was shocked and terrified. Lillian fell to the floor in a panic. Her limbs were cold as she looked in horror at Gloria, who was in the rectangular container. She didn't know whether Gloria was still alive or not. Patrick would occasionally show up at Fittro Club. She did not know who he was before. However, she knew from Toby's plea to Patrick that Patrick was the mysterious Mr. Hammond, the man behind Fittro Club. After finding out who Patrick was, Lillian was overwhelmed by fear. She hoped that nothing would happen to Gloria. In such a case, she would not be punished. Yet at the same time, she also hoped that Gloria could just die. What if Gloria woke up and told Patrick, the owner of Fittro Club? Seeing that Patrick was so anxious, Lillian immediately struggled to get up. Then she stumbled to Patrick's side. She pretended to be concerned and said to Patrick, "Mr. Hammond, your hand is bleeding. You must do something about i
Patrick held Gloria's hand. His anger was soothed, and he became calm. For some reason, he felt warm. He didn't know how long had passed. Finally, she coughed a few times. As she spat out water, she coughed again. Gloria opened her eyes, which were both sore and painful. Her vision was blurry, and she couldn't see the face of the person in front of her. She moved her lips and said, "Money." Patrick looked indescribably excited. Seeing her lips move, he quickly asked, "What did you say?" Gloria's pale lips moved slightly. She said with difficulty, "Mr. Terry, my money." All of a sudden, the air froze. It was as if someone hit the pause button. The excitement in Patrick's eyes vanished in an instant, replaced by indifference. He said, "How much?" His voice regained its usual coldness. "Mr. Terry, you promised that you would pay me 400 thousand dollars for my performance." Gloria did not see the person in front of her clearly. Yet, the sense of being near him s
Patrick's words were like a poisonous arrow that shot straight into her heart. She felt a pain she had never felt before. Gloria subconsciously wanted to raise her hand to cover her chest. Her hand went up into the air, but it dropped again to her thigh. She managed to stay rational. "Mr. Hammond, you're right. My life is worthless." He was the one who said that her life was worthless and that she should go to hell. However, when she repeated his words, Patrick felt a sudden irritation for no reason. Patrick shouted roughly, "Follow me!" He turned around and left. Gloria followed him in silence. Patrick walked fast. Gloria tried her best to keep up with him. Gloria felt as if her bones were cracking and the pain was unbearable. A cold sweat broke out on her forehead, but as her body was wet from head to toe, it was impossible to tell whether it was sweat or water, although she was drenched in a cold sweat. Patric
Patrick looked at Gloria, who was lying on the bed. The expression on her face showed that she had given up her life. Even though Patrick was grabbing her neck, she did not resist. Patrick felt a sharp pain in his heart. Leo roared angrily in his mind. Leo began to fight for control of his body. It wanted to take over Patrick's body. It could not allow Patrick to hurt their mate. Patrick endured the pain and continued to pinch Gloria's neck. He shouted angrily, "Why don't you fight back! Why!" Did she want to die so badly? No! She cared so much about Mike. Would she rather die than beg for mercy? Patrick didn't realize that he was jealous of Mike. He went mad, like a boy desperately trying to get his favorite toy. Even though hurting Gloria made him feel agonized, he seemed to want her to give in. He did not realize that he didn't want Gloria to struggle, or beg for mercy. What he wanted was her loyalty. Patrick wanted