Chapter 668
One passerby commented, “This kind of sleazy joint should ve been shut down ages ago–talk about karma!”
Someone replied, “Exactly! My husband used to come here twice a month, dropping thousands every time. No matter how much I tried to talk sense into him, he wouldn’t stop. But now? Finally, I can relax!”
Another chimed in, “Damn… I have to say, I’m going to miss Number 9 and Number 11. Those nights were legendary! The way they–ugh, never mind. Some memories are just too good to forget!”
A few seasoned veterans stood outside the wreckage of Dream Paradise, sighing nostalgically at the club’s downfall.
Andrew patted Rodney’s shoulder and grinned. “Rodney, I owe you one.”
Rodney quickly waved it off. “Mr. Lloyd, please this was nothing. It’s what I should do.”
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Andrew nodded. “Alright, then take your guys and head back. It’s over now.”
Without hesitation, Rodney gathered the Madblade Martial Academy crew and left. Dylan followed soon after, leaving only Natasha behind.
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She folded her arms and narrowed her eyes at Andrew. “So, tell me what the hell were you doing in a place lik this? Don’t tell me you actually came to screw around.”
Andrew scoffed. “Give me some credit. I was just tagging along with Mr. Chapman, that’s all–strictly for a massage.”
Natasha shot him a look of pure disbelief. “Oh, please. A place like this? You expect me to believe you just got a massage? Not buying it.”
Andrew chuckled helplessly. “I swear, that’s all it was! Whether you believe me or not, I can’t help that.”
Natasha’s voice dropped to a sultry whisper. “Darling, let me warn you… if you’re gonna waste your time on those filthy skanks, you might as well waste it on me.”
She let out a soft hum, flashing him a seductive smile before throwing him one last teasing glance and strutting off toward West End.
Marcus, watching the exchange, gave Andrew a thumbs–up “Mr. Lloyd, was that Natasha Vostokoff from West End? That woman’s got every guy in Jayrodale drooling over her. Never thought I’d see the day she was completely under your spell!”
Andrew glanced at him. “And what exactly do you mean by under my spell‘?”
Marcus smirked wickedly. “Come on, man. Both ways, of course. Let’s be real–even I wouldn’t be able to resist a woman like Natasha. She’s dangerous in all the right ways.
Andrew sighed, rubbing his temple. “Mr. Chapman, you’ve got a daughter, a respectable job, and more money than you could ever need. So tell me why the hell do you still come to places like Dream Paradise?”
Marcus was unfazed. “Why wouldn’t I? Mr. Lloyd, you really need to get out more. For starters, yeah, I have a kid- but I don’t have a wife. And let’s be real, a man has needs. What’s the point of making all this money if I can’t enjoy myself?”
He continued, “Besides, it’s not just me–half of Jayrodales big shots come here. Even the mayor, Michael, and Stephen have all been regulars.”
Andrew frowned. “Even the mayor? Isn’t he worried about getting caught? Wouldn’t that ruin him?”
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Chapter 668
Marcus let out a low chuckle. “Mr. Lloyd, sometimes you’re way too naive. When Mr. Thatcher shows up, the whole damn place goes on lockdown. Security is airtight–nobody sees a thing. And even if I happened to run into him inside, we’d both just pretend we never saw each other. That’s the unspoken rule.”
Andrew raised a brow. “Why? Wouldn’t that be awkward as hell? I mean, imagine running into Michael or someone–how do you even look each other in the eye after that?”
Marcus smirked knowingly. “Mr. Lloyd, you clearly don’t know the golden rule of these places.”
Andrew narrowed his eyes. “What golden rule?”
Marcus chuckled and replied, “In a club like this… no matter who you are–friend, rival, enemy, even family—the moment you step inside, you’re all on the same team.”
Andrew tilted his head. “What team?”
Marcus grinned. “The Eastonian team!”
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