Chapter 180
Chapter 180:
“You’re missing the point! Guess who I spotted. This will astound you!”
Raul knew Milton’s strict commitment to celibacy. Milton never wanted to have fun or go to bars or clubs, though he knew socializing was important in his line of work.
“I couldn’t care less.” Irritated, Milton was ready to end the call.
“Don’t hang up! It’s Candice. She’s here, I swear!”
Before Milton’s patience wore thin and he hung up, Raul made his point clear.
“What the hell did you just say?”
For a moment, Milton was stunned. “There must be something wrong with your eyes. This can’t be true. Why would she visit such a sleazy place?”
Raul spoke gently, “I know what I saw. I have no idea why she decided to dress like that. I personally saw her leaving the dressing room…”
Milton hung up before Raul could finish his sentence. All that remained was the beeping sound of the disconnect.
“Hello! Listen to me! What’s wrong with you?” Raul grumbled, dissatisfied.
There was no time to waste.
Discreetly, Raul followed Candice and saw her enter Room 308. The room at Watery Aroma was opaque, making it impossible to see what was happening inside. No one would care or even know what went on behind those closed doors.
That was one of the perks of the membership—complete privacy. Inside, you could do anything without interruptions.
In any case, very few men came here just to sip tea and chat.
Raul waited outside the door for a while, listening, but heard nothing.
To avoid raising suspicion, he didn’t linger outside for too long. Instead, he quickly made his way to Watery Aroma’s main hall to wait for Milton. Based on what Raul knew about Milton, he would undoubtedly show up as soon as he could.
Raul was worried that Milton might lose control and cause some serious damage.
Holy hell! How could Candice be involved in something like this?
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He couldn’t believe she had ended up here, and he was baffled by her motives.
Raul silently prayed that things wouldn’t spiral out of control when Milton arrived!
Meanwhile, Candice unlocked the door of Room 308 and stepped inside.
Three adult men were in the room. One appeared to be about fifty years old, judging by his broad face, bushy eyebrows, sagging lips, loose skin, and bald head. Evidently, he had been indulging in lust for quite some time.
That man was Grady. A woman sat on his left, another on his right. Both wore pink, flimsy clothes and seemed no older than twenty.
Two customers opposite Grady were gushing about him.
Grady grinned broadly as he cuddled the two women.
When the Blake Group was still in business and Grady worked in sales, he was less slick and cunning than now. Once he became a boss, he lost interest in work and instead spent nights in clubs, with a pretty woman on each arm. Financial success had clearly eroded his morals.
When Candice pushed the door open, the people inside initially paid her no mind. Then one of Grady’s clients noticed her and exclaimed, “Oh my! A newcomer? How about that! She’s stunning!”
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