Be Your Lover Forever (Alicia) novel Chapter 1901

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He squinted at her and then looked down at his arm. Carolien leaned slightly back against the bar counter and crossed her arms. She looked at the little hand in front of her, staring at it like a clown, and poking at the air.

After turning in the direction for a long time, Maaike finally withdrew his eyes and looked at Carolien.

"Humph!" Carolien, who had been watching the show for a long time, said playfully, "Finally back to your senses? Did you see a ghost?"

As soon as Carolien's voice fell, he rushed over. Maaike directly took her arm. "Hush, Carolien, lower your voice! Let me show you something—"

Dragging her, Maaike also motioned her to slow down and looked at her. Carolien's eyes instantly widened.

"What the hell?"

Did she really see a ghost?

Why did her nightclub seem to have fallen into the enemy's district? Did she have to cover her face?

As soon as she thought about it, Maaike suddenly stopped and pulled her behind the decoration column. He narrowed his eyes and pointed to a room.

Because of the light and the decorations blocking her view, Carolien was not able to see clearly. Subconsciously, she took a step forward. Before she could move, Maaike pulled her back. With a glare, a low voice came hurriedly,

"What are you doing? Don't be so bold."

Carolien rolled her eyes and lifted up. "Don't you find it tiring to bow over?"

There was nothing that couldn't be seen or said!

Her voice instantly attracted a lot of people's attention. In an instant, all eyes were fixed on her. On this day, the nightclub was too quiet. Her voice was not loud but it was loud enough for several tables around to hear clearly.

Embarrassed, Maaike's face turned red. He pinched her, and could only move out under the light. He subconsciously covered his distorted face with his hand, and said in a very strange unclear tone,

"Table AA08!"

With big strides and broad shoulders, Carolien walked over. As soon as her eyes fell, her footsteps came to a halt. She saw that five sofa chairs were completely occupied beside the half-blocked round table. The leader was a young man in a suit, who had a handsome face and wore a pair of glasses. He looked gentle and elegant, but he was wearing a gloomy face. On each side sat a man, who was also in a suit, but had obvious leisure style. The buttons were open, and he wore a white T-shirt with a graceful sitting posture. One was drinking beer, one was playing with the lighter in his hand, and on the other two chairs were two employees, the young lady who accompanied him to drink. At this time, they huddled together, with a dry smile on their faces. Behind the man stood two men who were imposing and dressed in a black suit and a black T-shirt. The four men sat on two sides, obviously protecting the leading man.

There was a clear trace of strangeness in this display. These few people didn't seem to be here to have fun. Their faces were serious and they seemed to be reluctant to be forced to do so.

A clear feeling made Carolien frown unconsciously. Since she had shown up, she couldn't hide anymore.

To be honest, Misty's was barely a name in the nightclub scene in Casterwich City. She didn't provide any service or food. Although she was just a money addict, it was purely a place for entertainment to the city's general public. One could buy food and drink and sing. As for other things, one could only run a small gambling game occasionally. Local tyrants often visited, but people with little status like her were really rare to see.

Seeing that the man's temperament was good and his aura was not small, Carolien was quite puzzled. She went forward and greeted him enthusiastically.

"Hello, gentlemen! Welcome to Misty's. You are strangers. This is the first time I've seen you here. I am the boss here. You can call me Carolien. You can come to me if you need any help. Please forgive me if there is any bad hospitality."

She patted the seat beside her, and the two ladies, who were stiff all over and almost weathered, quickly got up and gave up their seats.

Sitting down and turning around, Carolien smiled and said, "Go open two bottles of Lafite and consider them my welcome gift!"

"Yes, Carolien!"

When they got the chance, the two women slipped away faster than rabbits.

Hart glanced sideways and did not comment. He did not say anything. The two bodyguards beside him naturally did not dare to object. They looked at Carolien and then at him, and then went their separate ways.

Soon, a waiter opened the bottle and brought it over. Carolien got up and just picked up a glass. Hart gave her a look and a bodyguard quickly picked it up.

"I don't dare. Let me do it!"

Handing it over, Carolien was stunned, then sat back. "What's your name, sir?"

Carolien fixed her eyes on the man. She felt that the man in front of her seemed familiar as if she had seen him somewhere before. For a moment, she could not remember.

When she was wondering, a cold voice came, "Hart!"

The word struck like a thunderbolt and Carolien's eyeballs nearly fell out. "You are—"

Elijah's man?

One of the legendary right-hand men of Elijah, in charge of internal affairs and rarely appeared, was Hudson's older brother?

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