In Room 809 of Phoenix Hotel...
Jordon pointed at the room number, âMr. Moore, this is it.â
Bryanâs eyes became gloomy. He reached out to turn the doorknob. Unexpectedly, the door was opened Bryan pushed open the door and smelled a gush of weird fragrance.
It made him recall the passionate night with Sabina six years ago.
At that night, he was greeted with a gush of light scent of flowers when he came back to his room in the hotel and passed out short after that. In his dream, he had a passionate sex with a woman and it was quite unforgettable.
However, he felt quite relaxed and happy when he was with that girl in his dream, but he repulsed Sabina a lot later. Even if Sabina drugged him with philter later, he had no sexual desire towards her.
When Bryan smelled the familiar scent again, he paused and then subconsciously stepped backward and gently closed the door.
Something must be wrong.
Dawson confined Shirley because she was his psychological doctor, then who was the stranger who sent message to him just now?
Would Dawson be so foolish to tell this thing to others?
Bryan felt something fishy. He abruptly turned around and sad, âGive me all surveillance videos of this hotel. Hurry up.â
âRoger.â Jordan didnât dare to ask any question and immediately rushed to the lift.
Bryan opened the door again and strode in. He was then greeted with the scent again.
Bryan held his breath and quickly turned on the light.
But the switch of the light didnât work and the room was still shrouded in darkness.
Bryan glanced over the dark room with his sharp eyes, and then he heard a moan of a woman from the large bed.
Bryanâs heart missed one beat at the moment. He strode to the bed and lifted the quilt, âPaisley.â
A woman was covered under the quilt. Although the room was prevailed by darkness, he could still see the womanâs curvy body.
The woman moaned again.
But this time, Bryan heard it clearly and he could discern the difference although the womanâs voice sounded like Shirleyâs.
The woman sat up from the bed and wrapped her arms around Bryanâs waist. She moaned painfully and said coquettishly, âBryan, I feel so uncomfortable.â
Bryan felt the blood in his body flowing adversely when he heard the words.
He could vaguely figure out why they seduce him to this place.
He suppressed his anger and held up the womanâs hand and then said in a gentle voice, âYou want me?â
âBryan, please, Iâm so uncomfortable.â The woman reached out towards his belt.
Bryan quickly clasped her hand and curled his lips into a cold smile, âWait a minute. The door is not yet closed.â
After finishing the words, he gently pushed the woman back onto the bed and put the quilt on her. He touched the womanâs forehead and said gently, âI have to lock the door first. Good girl, wait for me.â
Sabina felt excited when she heard the gentle voice. Her heart beat quickened and she secretly clenched the quilt.
As expected...
By taking advantage of that woman, she suddenly seduced Bryan here.
Bitch! You will not be qualified to stay beside Bryan after tonight.
When she was pregnant with Bryanâs child, she believe that Bryanâs grandma would also side with her.
Sabina pretended to be painful and moaned miserably.
Bryan quickly withdrew his hand and stood up and then walked out of the room.
Jordan had come upstairs. When he was about to say something, Bryan put one finger on his lips, gesturing him to be quiet, and then pulled Jordanâs cloth and walked towards the life, âHowâs it?â
âDr. Thomas never comes to Phoenix Hotel. But from the surveillance videos from M&H KTV, I found that Mr. Rogers brought her to his private club.â
Bryanâs face became hideous. He coldly glanced over Room 809, âArrange a man and let him come to Room 809. The older and uglier, the better.
Feed some philter to him and take him away tomorrow morning. Arrest him. He will be useful to me in the future.â
Jordan looked towards Room 809 with a serious look.
But he didnât dare to ask who was in the room. He nodded, âRoger.â
When the doors of the lift were opened, Bryan pressed his suit jacket into Jordanâs arms, âLet that man wear my jacket.â
Sabina was very wise. Moreover, she was a perfumer, and her nose was much more sensitive than othersâ.
Jordan took the jacket and took out his phone to make an arrangement.
Bryan got on the car after walking out of the hotel. When seeing him, Cameron asked, âMr. Moore, whereâs Paisley?â
âSheâs not in this hotel.â Bryan quickly opened his laptop after getting on the car and broke into several systems one by one. Then he finally found out Shirleyâs whereabouts.
When Shirley arrived at Dawsonâs private club, the internet was disconnected.
Bryan looked up at Jordan and ordered in a cold voice, âHurry up.â
Jordanâs forehead broke out into cold sweats. He didnât dare to say no to the order.
It would have to take an hour for them to get to the Rogers familyâs private club Ecstasy of God.
They were really wise. They seduced Mr. Moore to the Phoenix Hotel first and sent Dr. Thomas to the other place. It would be too late for Mr. Moore to come to that place when he realized that he was fooled.
Jordan didnât dare to imagine how Mr. Moore would react when he saw Dr. Thomas get hurt.
In a word, Dawson really offended Mr. Moore.
He drove in a high speed and shortened the one-hour journey into half an hour. The car slowed down, and before Jordan parked the car, Bryan pushed open the car door and jumped out of the car.
Cameron was startled and shouted, âMr. Moore.â
Jordan hurriedly stepped on the brake.
He pushed open the door and then chased after Bryan.
The security guards of the club stopped Bryan.
Bryan glanced over them and landed kicks on the chests of two security guards. With a ferocious look, he shouted furiously, âFuck off!â
He then rushed into the club and strode to the bar counter.
Bryan picked up a bar stool and slammed it on the bar counter.
Then a loud bang sounded.
The young people, who were on a binge, all looked towards Bryan.
The manager in charge of the club ran over and asked, âMr... Mr. Moore, whatâs the matter?â
Before he could finish his words, Bryan grabbed the neckline of his suit jacket and asked in a cold voice, âWhereâs Dawson Rogers? That son of bitch!â
âMr...Mr...Mr. Rogers... He hasnât been here today.â
Bryan picked up a bottle on the bar beside and banged it onto the ground.
The manager was scared and trembled violently, âMr... Mr. Moore...â
âTell me where he is? If you donât want to tell me, I will be a dead meat!â Grabbing the broken bottleneck, Bryan pointed at the managerâs eyes with the sharp edge of the piece.
The manager was so frightened. He pointed at a passage aside, âHe... Heâs in the basement.â
Bryan pushed him away and clenched the bottleneck tightly. He ran towards the basement in an extremely high speed.
Paisley, hold on. Iâm coming.
But itâs fine even if you canât hold on. I will bring you out of this club.
Some barks of a dog sounded from the basement right at this moment.
Bryan froze.
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Dog!
His palms broke out into cold sweats and his handsome face gradually turned pale...
Birth of a Beauty
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