Inside Room 505.
A thin lacy red dress and a pair of women's undergarments were thrown on the floor. The dim and yellow light looked amorous. However, with the smell of blood permeating in the air, the feeling of lust was gone. Instead, the room now felt eerie.
Charles stood at the southwest corner of the room. His head was lowered, so his expression was unclear. However, his half-naked chest, the blush on his face, and his prominent veins explained everything.
“I’ll call two people over.” When she saw the clothes on the floor, Marie lifted her eyebrows. There was surprise in her clear eyes. Then, she averted her gaze and turned around to walk away.
Charles lifted her head to look at her. There was a coldness in his hoarse voice. “No need.”
“How are you going to take care of this,then?” Marie stopped in her tracks and turned back around. She glanced at the spot under his stomach and above his waistline.
After she said that, Charles lifted the glass shard and stabbed his leg a few more times. Then, he threw the shard to the floor. After that, he limped to the sofa and sat down.
The blood drenched his pants and flowed down to his leather shoes, then to the floor. In a flash, a pool of blood formed on the floor. It was a horrifying sight.
Marie parted her red lips slightly. She had seen Charles being ruthless with other people, but now she witnessed him doing the same to himself. She was quite shocked.
He just needed to find a woman for him to ease the pain. He did not need to do this.
“Tch!” Marie did not say anything much. She took out her phone and asked someone to prepare the car. Then, she asked two more people to help Charles into the car.
After she made the call, someone kicked the door open from outside.
Sterling came in shirtless, and his face was dark. He did not look at Marie. He rubbed his hands together and charged toward Charles who was on the sofa.
“Is Mr. White not in a good mood today?” Marie blocked him. “Do you need me to ask a few girls to chat or sing with you?”
Sterling did not have the mood to talk rubbish with her. He ran his fingers through his hair and roared, “F*ck off!”
“Oh? Such a big temper. What if I refuse?” Marie’s provoking voice was laced with seduction. She squinted her eyes slightly. She looked like a lazy cat.
Sterling was grinding his teeth together at her behavior. “This is between me and that bastard. Don’t get involved in this. If you don’t f*ck off, don’t blame me if I do anything to you. I don’t have the stupid behavior of not hitting women!”
Click.
At this time, the door was opened.
The security Marie called was here.
The three security guards looked at the lingerie and women’s underwear on the ground before looking at a bleeding Charles.
Then, they looked at the shirtless Sterling who was arguing with Marie. They were stunned. They could not figure out what had happened.
“Good. I also don’t have the stupid habit of not taking advantage of a smaller group of people. If you hurt me, I’ll make you leave this place on a stretcher.” Marie blinked and touched Sterling’s face. “What do you think?”
Sterling removed her hand from his face. His face turned green. It was as if he had been touched by something filthy. He kept on rubbing the place where she had touched.
Charles grabbed his fist and looked at him coldly. Perhaps it was the effect of the drug or perhaps it was because he was hurt, but he could not control his emotions at all. He could not control the anger and depression in his heart.
“Sophia deserves all of this. Don’t try to do anything anymore. She’ll never leave Dream Club.”
When she saw this, Marie could not hide her shock anymore. She never saw Charles showing any emotions after staying by his side for four to five years.
“Pah!” Sterling escaped his grip and spat on the floor again out of anger. “Even if you have a powerful family, you won’t be able to do whatever you want.”
“I’m warning you, Charles, if you don’t let go of Sophia, I’ll call the cops. If it doesn’t work, I’ll make my way up. I’ll even make the lives of the gods in heaven a living hell, let along a motherf*cker like you!”
Marie could feel her temples throbbing. He was calling Charles a motherf*cker.
Charles chuckled coldly. “Indeed, I can’t do whatever I want, but you drugged me and there was a camera in Sophia’s scarf. Go on, call the cops. I’ll see who they arrest.”
“F*ck!” Sterling shouted and was about to hit Charles.
However, Charles was defensive now. He blocked his attack. Sterling’s hands and legs were now restricted. He could not defeat Charles even if he was injured. He was beyond furious. He moved his head over and bit Charles’ ear.
Charles moved his head away and pushed Sterling away.
“Mr. White, aren’t you scared of creating more trouble for Sophia by making a ruckus here?” Marie stood between the two men and said flirtatiously to Sterling. She was looking at him with half-lidded eyes.
This was the first time she saw two men fighting like this. What was the difference between this and two women fighting by hair-pulling?
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