Riches in Disguise novel Chapter 277

When Lynn saw me enter, her expression immediately turned to panic. She kept signaling to me, urging me to leave quickly.

I knew she was worried about dragging me into this, but I couldn't leave. She was my employee, and if I couldn't even protect my own people, what kind of bar owner would I be?

So, I pretended not to notice her signals and immediately entered.

"Lynn, you're still not off work?"

She gave an awkward smile. "I'll be done in a moment. You should wait outside."

"I've been working all day outside. I'll just sit inside and wait for you. Hurry up and get ready. We'll go home together."

There were two of them, and one was a professional fighter. I would be at a disadvantage if it came down to a fight. So, I planned to handle this with my wits.

When Maximus saw me, his eyes widened, then he furrowed his brow. "Brat... You look a bit like that guy."

I feigned innocence. "That guy? Who? I have an average-looking face, but this is our first meeting. You must have mistaken me for someone else."

He squinted and muttered, "I've already found that guy and even beat him up, so it's definitely not him."

I sneered inwardly but kept my expression calm, turning to Lynn. "Lynn, why is there still a customer here so late? Aren't you supposed to be closed?"

She took the cue and said, "Mr. Donovan, we've already closed. If you want a drink, come back tomorrow. I'll give you a 20% discount."

"Mr. Donovan, stop talking nonsense!"

"Nonsense? Who in the underworld doesn't know your identity? You've been with one big shot after another. Your reputation's long been out there. Everyone knows your measurements. And recently, wasn't it Mr. McVee who specifically asked for you?"

Her face turned even more ashen, but she couldn't find anything to rebut.

I was surprised. I had always known that she had some complicated relationships with men. But I assumed that some rich guy was just supporting her or perhaps was someone's mistress.

I never imagined she would be involved in this kind of activity.

But even if that were the case, it had nothing to do with me. She was my employee, and my only concern was that she managed the bar well. As long as she did her job, what she did privately was none of my business.