“Where is he?” Boyce was expressionless, completely ignoring John’s frivolous look.
“Mr. Bailey is quite busy. However, he has informed me that if you come here, Mr. Mendelsohn, I’ll receive you on his behalf. He’ll be here pretty soon.” John made a posture to let them in. However, he acted quite flippantly instead of respectfully as if he was intentionally satirizing them.
If Armand were here right now, he would retort him ironically, “Who do you think you are? You are just Declan Bailey’s dog. What are you without him?”
However, neither Cormac nor Boyce was reckless. They didn’t care about him at all.
Cormac slightly nodded and said indifferently, “Since Mr. Bailey has his plan, we’ll listen to the host.”
John felt as if he had thrown a punch on cotton. Instead of embarrassing Cormac, he was pissed off.
His breath became heavy. After saying “this way please”, he walked into the corridor.
Boyce cast a glance at John’s angry figure. He approached Cormac and whispered, “This man doesn’t seem to be as steady and mature as that manager.” Cormac slightly curled up his lips and didn’t speak. He strode forward.
They were led to the same box that they came to the last time. John pushed the door open and waited at the door. “Please wait here. Mr. Bailey should be here pretty soon.” Neither Cormac nor Boyce looked at him. They walked into the box directly. John closed the door and left.
Boyce laughed. “This man is quite interesting.”
John never hid his emotion. How could he become Declan’s favorite?
Cormac looked around the box and said, “If the manager hadn’t been put in jail, this man wouldn’t be promoted at all.”
However, this kind of man was quite helpful for them.
He whispered to Boyce, asking him to send his men to follow this man called John.
Judging from John’s performance just now, he was pretty complacent after becoming the most favorite one of Declan.
He was too complacent to keep alert, so it was easy for him to make mistakes right now.
“What if Declan knew him well and hasn’t told him where Theresa has been kept?” They could tell what kind of person John was with a single glimpse, and so should Declan. Cormac unbuttoned a cuff with one hand. “This kind of man is always spineless. He could sell out anything for his life.”
Boyce immediately understood what he meant. If they couldn’t get any clue by following him, they could kidnap John and torture him cruelly. He would definitely tell them. Cormac sat on the sofa, lying lazily. He said to Boyce, “Let’s wait.”
Obviously, Declan put on airs. He would come over shortly.
Boyce sat down, bent over to pick up the glasses on the table, and poured water. He put one glass in front of Cormac. “I feel so sorry for Armand.”
If he had been to City C, this matter wouldn’t have happened.
Cormac was silent. He rubbed between his brows with a hand. He felt exhausted as he didn’t sleep well.
Boyce could tell how tired he was, so he didn’t speak anything else. He texted his subordinates, asking them to follow John.
After receiving the reply, he put away his phone and told Cormac that things were all set. “Why don’t you take a nap first? I’ll wake you up when he comes. I don’t think he would come here shortly.” Cormac hummed in agreement.
Boyce loosened his collar and gulping down some water, ready to wait for a long time.
Time passed by. Boyce raised his wrist to check the time — it had been two hours already. He put his arms across on the chest, still sitting.
About another hour had passed, and sounds were coming from the door of the box finally.00000
Boyce sat upright. The door was pushed open, and Declan showed up. Boyce whispered, “He’s here.”
Then he heard Declan’s hypocritical laughter. “I’m sorry. I was busy with something earlier. I’m so late. I hope you haven’t waited for a long time.”
“Mr. Bailey, you are quite busy. We surely can understand. We’re living in the modern world, and the hospitality shouldn’t be quite important.” Boyce had a different meaning between the lines.
Declan didn’t show hospitality because he was impolite. They didn’t mind because they were generous.
Upon hearing it, Declan looked a bit annoyed. With a smile, he said, “Mr. Shawn, you got promoted higher and higher, and you are becoming more and more sharp-tongued.”
“Thank you for your compliment, Mr. Bailey. I’m just nobody, incomparable to you.” Boyce also smiled at him.
Everyone knew how to fake being friendly.
Declan didn’t continue with this subject. He looked over at Cormac. “Mr. Mendelsohn, have you fallen asleep while waiting for me?”
Boyce wanted to answer, but Cormac gradually opened his eyes. He didn’t look as sleepy as he had just woken up. His eyes were extremely clear. He chuckled and said, “Mr. Bailey, your nightclub is such a good place. I couldn’t help falling asleep.”
Declan laughed out. “Of course. If it was not a good place, it would be built in this location and have become so well developed during these years.”
He implied that how powerful he was and how stronger his backer was.
Sitting on the sofa, he opened up his arms and lay against the back of the sofa. “Mr. Mendelsohn, you are too petty. You hid a beautiful woman so secretly. Are you afraid that I would compete with you?” Cormac squinted, a dangerous light flashing through his eyes.
On the surface, he looked indifferent and said with a smile, “Mr. Bailey, I’m sure you’ve seen all kinds of beauties before. Even I have a woman by my side, she’s not a beauty.”
“Mr. Mendelsohn, you are so modest. The woman named…” Declan pretended to be forgetful. Supporting his forehead, he kept ringing the bell. It seemed that he had recalled, so he hit his thigh and continued regretfully, “Oh, I got it. Her name is Loredana Flores. Last time, I met her once in City C. I have a crush on her. Mr. Mendelsohn, if you’re tired of her one day, can you send her to me?”
Cormac grabbed his collar instantly. His eyes twinkled with a trace of anger that he failed to suppress, which became more and more fierce. In the end, it surged to the tip of his fingers. The blue veins on the back of his hand popped out. Declan couldn’t breathe while being strangled. His face became reddened. However, he still forced a smile and continued boldly, “Mr. Mendelsohn, why are you so angry? Is it because you care too much about that woman? Of course, you’ve hidden her in City C. I can tell how much you treasure her. I wonder how skillful she is in bed, so she has gained your heart…” “You do have a death wish!” No one had noticed his movements. They only heard the wine bottle crack. The rose wine flew all over the floor, emanating the fragrance of alcohol, but it was a thrilling moment in the box.
Cormac pointed at Declan’s chin with the sharp fracture of the broken wine bottle. It cut him, and blood beads oozed instantly.
Declan frowned in pain. He didn’t look so arrogant as he was before, because he saw the murderous look in Cormac’s eyes.
Boyce gaped next to them. He had never seen Cormac’s eyes so violent and cold.
All the time, Cormac had been the most mature and calmest one. This was the first time he completely emanated the violence in his bones.
“You… You… Don’t forget I have a woman named Theresa Gordon in my hand. If I died, she would die with me. No! My father wouldn’t let go of you either!”
He was Roger’s son when Roger was quite old. If he died, the Bailey family would avenge him at all cost.
Boyce was brought back to his senses by Declan’s voice. He whispered to Cormac, “We’ll have plenty of chances in the future.”
Right now, Declan had kidnapped Theresa. They couldn’t win against Declan at all. They must try to rescue her first and get even with this bastard.
Declan raised his hands. “Mr. Mendelsohn, please don’t be angry. We should talk nicely. I’m sorry for what I said just now. I’m sorry… It’s truly my fault…”
As he spoke, he secretly moved back. Cormac noticed it, but he didn’t stop Declan.
After all, Declan as Theresa as his trump card, so Cormac had to compromise.
When moving to a safe area, Declan hopped off the sofa and stood aside. He reached out to wipe his neck. Seeing the bloodstain, he couldn’t help shivering. If Cormac had cut him more deeply, he probably would die here for real.
With reddish eyes, Declan shouted in anger, “Are you nuts?”
Cormac tightened his sleeves slowly. “I’m just kidding. Mr. Bailey, don’t take it so seriously.”
New Book: Beginning with a Daring Encounter
Celsie was tired of being labeled as an introvert, workaholic, and dull virgin by her friends. Determined to prove them wrong, she made a bet that she would do something daring on her 25th birthday. Now that the day had arrived, it was time to fulfill her promise. On her daring to-do list, there was one task: a one-night stand with someone.