Chapter 555
Chapter 555:
Brenden lit up at his words. “Wesley, thanks p>
In his mind, it all made perfect sense. Wesley, about to be married and with no future alongside Gabriela, was pitying his single, love-struck cousin.
That was why Wesley was trying to set him up with Gabriela—and it was exactly the chance he needed to make a good impression on her.
“Wesley, I ruined your engagement party last time, and yet here you are, still treating me so well. I’ll remember this forever. I p>
𝘠𝗼𝘶𝘳 𝖽𝘢і𝘭у 𝘥o𝗌e о𝖿 𝗇ovе𝗹𝘀 o𝘯
Wesley ended the call before Brenden could finish his endless chatter.
Still, Brenden was in good spirits. He leaned back in his chair with a grin, already picturing Gabriela’s grateful gaze tomorrow as he hummed a cheerful tune.
The moment the call ended, Wesley’s composure cracked. Holding his anger in check, he immediately called Billy. His voice was like steel. “Send more men to Blue Star. I want every trace of those drugs found p>
Billy straightened, his expression turning grim. “Understood p>
Blue Star had always claimed that every service they provided to their female clientele was legal, that there were no shadows in their dealings.
Gabriela had believed that. It was why she’d dared to go there alone.
And yet, someone had spiked her drink.
Wesley’s hands clenched into fists. That wasn’t just misconduct. That was a crime.
Previous clients had never raised complaints, which was why Blue Star had been able to operate so smoothly all this time.
But this time, they had crossed a line. They had dared to drug Gabriela—and that single mistake marked the end of Blue Star.
Within the hour, Billy dispatched dozens of bodyguards to the club, tearing through every corner in search of the drugs. Panic swept through the establishment. The owner of Blue Star, seething with fury, rounded on Marcus.
Marcus, cornered and resentful, gritted his teeth. “I had no idea she was a complete exception. Every single client before her has wanted intimacy p>
It was true. Most of the wealthy women who came through their doors kept up a façade at first, but sooner or later, they gave in, and when they did, the money flowed even more freely. Marcus, drawn by Gabriela’s beauty, had ignored the slow, careful approach Blue Star usually followed.
The owner’s voice cut through the tension like a whip. “Enough. Stay home. Don’t come in for the next few days p>
Frustration burned in Marcus’s chest, but he knew better than to argue.
From his seat nearby, Roderick watched the exchange with a flicker of amusement in his eyes.
Marcus might have been as handsome as he was, but that temper was always clashing.
Now, with Marcus out of the picture, his clients would slowly drift away, and Roderick would reclaim the spotlight uncontested.
Feeling smug, he took out his phone, snapped a picture of the two bottles of wine Fiona had gifted him, and posted it on Twitter. “A gift from a distinguished guest. I’m so happy about it p>
Roderick was no stranger to attention.
His striking looks rivaled those of idols, and his refusal to hide his profession only fueled the fascination.
That candor had earned him a massive following of over three million fans.
The post had barely gone live before comments flooded in, netizens scrambling to uncover the exact price of the rare wine.