Silence.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became depressing.
Charles put the jade pendant back on his neck and said with a gloomy expression on his face, âCall that guard over in 20 minutes.â
Marie grunted a reply and called her subordinates to arrange this. Then, she stood at one side.
Dream Club was not that far away from the hospital. 15 minutes later, the security guard rushed over while drenched in sweat. He greeted everyone in the hospital room restlessly.
âDo you know why I asked you here?â Charles sat on the bed. His eyes were nailed on the guard.
The guard started sweating when he was being stared at by Charles. He swallowed and stammered, âI-I donât know.â
âAre you the one who spread Sophiaâs nudes?â Charles stood up and towered over the guard who was half a head shorter than him. There was an ominous glint in his eyes.
Even if the guard was stupid, he would have a sense that Mr. Harris was on Sophiaâs side even if they were rumored to have beef.
His back felt cold as he was being questioned. His limbs felt soft, and he said quickly, âN-no. When Sophia was thrown out by you while naked, my brothers and I were summoned by the person in charge. We were not in the surveillance room. When we got back, the footage had already been deleted by Ms. Marie. I didnât have the time to screenshot it!â
Marie walked in front of the guard without waiting for Charles to say anything. The corner of her eyes was twitching. âThen, Sophiaâs nudes...â
âThatâs not Sophia!â The security guard was afraid that Charles would put the blame on him. Before Marie could finish, he interrupted her mid-
sentence.
Charles tugged at his collar. He knitted his eyebrows together. âHm?â
âThatâs... Thatâs a picture I downloaded online. I photoshopped it into the camera footage.â The security guard was trembling all over.
He lowered his head and said in a shaky voice, âEveryoneâs talking about Sophia and... A lot of people were asking me for the footage, so I photoshopped one.â
He was afraid that people would notice it was fake, so he purposely edited the face so no one could tell that it was not Sophia.
Charlesâ eyes were cold. He was faking a smile. There were veins popping from his neck. âHow talented. Itâs such a waste of talent asking you to be a security guard.â
âNot at all. Itâs my pleasure to be able to work in Dream Club. A lot of people envy me.â The security guard fawned over Charles carefully.
Charles pressed his lips together tightly and peered at him. His eyes looked like an endless abyss.
The security guard went cold when he was being looked at like this. âMr. Harris, I was wrong. Iâll tell everyone itâs a photoshopped photo later. I will not let Sophia be misunderstood.â
âGive Marie a list of names of the people who asked for the footage,â Charles changed the topic and said suddenly.
The security guard nodded like a chicken pecking on the ground.
âAlright. Youâre not needed anymore. You can go now,â Marie said after reading Charlesâ expression.
The security guard wiped the sweat off his forehead. He slowly jogged to the door as if he just had a near-death experience.
âWait!â Marie called after him and smiled softly. Her features were shining beautifully. âYou should know what to say and what not to say, right?â
The security guard nodded and said flatteringly, âThose people canât even watch their mouths. The only thing they know how to do is spread rumors and gossip. Iâll punish them when I get back so that they wonât spread rumors anymore.â
âAlright, go on now.â Marie pushed her hair behind her ear. It was just a simple gesture and yet she looked extremely alluring.
The security guard swallowed and left the room.
Charles did not sit back down on the bed. He walked to the window and said while looking out, âAfter you get the names, fire everyone on the list. We donât need employees who only know how to mind other peopleâs business.â
âIt sounds like there are quite a lot. If we fire so many people at once, Iâm afraid we wonât have enough staff. Itâll affect our business tremendously.â
Marie was tired from standing, so she sat down on the chair lazily.
Dream Club had its reputation, so it was not that difficult to hire more people in a short period of time.
However, the new employees would have to train for half a month to a whole month. It would be useless to hire them as confirmed staff. They would only bring trouble and drag the others down.
Charles did not hesitate at all. He said coldly, âTransfer people from other places over. If you can't, just stop operating.â
His attitude shocked Marie, but she felt like it was expected. Indeed, even the most savage person had feelings.
She smiled and felt slightly better. âWeâll hire some and transfer some. Iâll try to minimize our losses. Iâll report back to you with any updates.â
Charles tapped the glass with his fingertips. He did not say anything.
Marie coughed softly and said on purpose, âRight, the guard just now owned up to his mistakes, should we...â
Before she could finish, Charles interrupted her. âAfter heâs done with what he should do, fire him as well. Compile all of the information of him sending photoshopped nudes to people and send them to the police.â
âTch!â Marie laughed. âSpreading lewd pictures is enough to get him incarcerated. If he has a record, he wonât be able to find a job after he gets out.
Youâre truly savage.â
Charles looked at her coldly and sat back down on the bed. The red mark on his face caused by Sterling looked extra prominent on his pale face. He looked kind of comical.
However, Marie did not have the guts to laugh at her boss in his face. She lowered her face to pretend to cough to stifle her laugh. She said carefully, âFrom your reaction, I donât think you donât have feelings for Sophia. You didnât need to stab your own thigh.â
âWhy donât you just sleep with her?â
âDonât you have anything else to do?â Charlesâ brows furrowed together, but then he unfurrowed them in the next second. There was an unknown glint in his eyes.
If it was another person, Marie would stop asking, but the more he behaved like this, the more curious Marie became. âMr. Harris, Sophia used to chase after you for so many years. Do you really not feel anything for her?â
âMarie.â Charlesâ fingers tapped against the bed as a warning.
Marie blinked. It was as if she did not understand what he meant. âIf I really hate someone, I will not want to see that person ever again. Why would I keep them beside me so that I can look at them from time to time?â
Back then, Charles would not even come to Dream Club once in half a year, but now, it was as if he had started living in Dream Club.
âMr. Harris, as a subordinate who understands women, I think I have the right to remind you that if youâre insisting to act like a fool now, maybe in the future you wonât even...â Marie changed the subject the moment Charles peered at her. âDo you want to stay here or go back home?â
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Charles averted his gaze. It was unknown what he was thinking about. He was ignoring her.
âMr. Harris, there are a lot of things I have to take care of. Iâll get going now.â Marie smoothened the crinkles in her clothes and sashayed out the door.
Charles furrowed and unfurrowed his brows. Then, his eyes glimmered. He said to Marie who was at the door, âAdd me into the work groups.â