Chapter 236: Supreme Private Room
"If I want you to take it, you take it. Your father is seriously ill and needs money now." Noah's voice brooked no argument.
"But..." Amelia hesitated.
"And after you take this money, you have to do something for me," Noah added.
Although he was rich, he wouldn't just give one hundred thousand dollars to someone without reason.
"Do something?" Amelia's eyes flickered, thinking that Noah wouldn't ask her to sleep with him, right?
At the thought, a blush appeared on Amelia's face.
She had worked in bars and had been harassed many times while accompanying customers. But her body remained intact until now.
If he wanted her to sleep with him for a night...
Amelia glanced at Noah. This young man had an ordinary appearance, but there was a peculiar aura about him, giving her a sense of security.
Spending a night with him wouldn't be a big deal.
"Noah, I can spend the night with you..." Amelia bit her thin lip, her face blushing even more.
"But you have to take precautions," she continued seriously.
"Precautions?" Noah almost choked on blood.
"Yes," Amelia nodded, her face full of seriousness. "I don't want to get pregnant at a young age."
"I'm not asking you to do that," Noah said. "Tell me, where is Edward?"
"You're looking for our Edward?" Amelia was stunned.
"Yes," Noah nodded. "Tell me Edward's exact location, and these one hundred thousand dollars will be yours. After the job is done, there will be more benefits."
"I really don't know where Mr. Li is, because he's always elusive," Amelia shook her head. "But at this time, he must be drinking, probably on the top floor, in those VIP suites."
"VIP suites?" Noah asked.
"Yes, the VIP suites are on the fourth floor, there are a total of four of them, and the price is eighteen thousand dollars per hour. Usually, we only entertain high-end clients there. Not many people know about these VIP suites, not even our hostesses, I only accidentally heard about it from the manager," Amelia explained. "The hostesses there don't just accompany the guests, they also provide other services."
Noah nodded, understanding what those other services meant. It was no longer just about accompanying guests with drinks.
The women inside were probably just playthings for the wealthy.
"Arrange for someone to go to the fourth floor and search for Edward in the VIP suites," Noah instructed Ethan.
"Okay!" Ethan took out his phone and immediately sent a message to his underlings, instructing them to do the job.
Soon, Ethan's phone rang with a message alert. He picked it up and his face slightly changed.
"Noah, one of my guys sent a message, there are people guarding the entrance to the fourth floor, so they can't get in."
"They can't get in?" Noah rubbed his chin. "Bring Edward's henchman here."
"Okay!" Ethan's eyes flashed with understanding.
Soon, two henchmen entered the suite, supporting a man whose fingernail had been ripped off, his face covered in blood, looking weak and almost unconscious.
"Wash the blood off his face," Noah commanded. Immediately, one of the henchmen poured beer on his face, cleaning the blood, then they changed his clothes and forced him to drink a bottle of white wine.
In an instant, the man reeked of alcohol, appearing completely drunk.
Noah delivered a palm strike to his neck, and the man's eyes rolled back as he fell unconscious.
"Amelia, stay here, don't wander around," Noah calmly spoke, then gestured with his eyes and left the room.
Ethan immediately caught up and two henchmen carried the man, walking behind.
"Noah..."
Amelia watched Noah go away and wondered what he was going to do.
But it was definitely something big.
...
They found the elevator, took it, and arrived on the fourth floor.
Squeak...
The elevator doors opened, and two men in black stood at the entrance.
"Sir, this is a private room and you can't enter freely."
The two men reached out and stopped Noah and his group with blank expressions.
"Get lost!"
Noah coldly spoke.
"Huh?"
The two men frowned and then glanced behind Noah, seeing a man supported by others, reeking of alcohol.
In the next moment, they revealed obsequious smiles on their faces:
"So it's Alexander!"
"Is Alexander drunk?"
Alexander was Edward's right-hand man, and they couldn't afford to offend him.
"He's drunk. Where's Lucas?" Noah asked.
"The usual place, VIP Room No. 2."
One of the men replied with some confusion before adding.
Noah nodded and headed towards VIP Room No. 2.
Watching his back, the two men whispered to each other:
"Tsk tsk, Alexander has had quite a few drinks! He needs someone to support him!"
"Yeah, he's really drunk, but these two henchmen of Alexander's seem unfamiliar. Haven't seen them before. And they don't know that Lucas only drinks in the usual place."
...
Soon, Noah arrived at VIP Room No. 2.
At the entrance, two men in black, expressionless and heavily guarded, stood there.
But when their eyes fell on Alexander being supported, they immediately opened the door and let Noah and his group enter.
This VIP room was quite large, with an area of over a hundred square meters.
Inside, there was a long table filled with beer, red wine, and liquor, densely packed, as well as fruit platters and snacks.
At the moment, a few scantily clad, sexy women were dancing energetically in front of the table.
The sight was exhilarating.
In the center of the room, on the sofa, sat a middle-aged man.
This man, smoking a cigar, had a dark complexion and a long scar on the corner of his eye, giving off a sense of fierceness.
On both sides of him sat two women, equally scantily clad.
Around the room and in the corners were men wearing sunglasses, holding black pistols, motionless like bodyguards.
And this person was none other than Edward!
Owner of the Royal Bar, the successor to Luke on Oceanbridge City's streets.
Under his command were hundreds of henchmen, and his wealth was countless.
Especially the loan shark and online lending businesses, although Luke's death dealt a heavy blow to the dollar, after his development during this period, there was a tendency for a revival.
At this moment, Edward had his arms around the shoulders of two women, enjoying earthly bliss.
"Hey, Xiaomao?"
Seeing Noah and the others entering, Edward's gaze shifted and landed on the man, somewhat surprised.
"Why are you so drunk that you can't even walk? Weren't you supposed to go to the Noah barbecue restaurant on Orchard Breeze Avenue to avenge your brother?"
Noah was just thinking about how to speak up when suddenly, a strange change occurred.
Alexander, who was being held up, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Edward, trembling as he spoke.
"Lucas, there's danger..."
"What did you say?"
Edward was momentarily stunned. The private room was too loud, and he couldn't hear clearly.
But with eyeballs bulging and a battered face, even though there were no signs of blood, it was clear that Alexander had been severely injured.
This gave Edward a sense of foreboding.
At this moment, Alexander exerted all his strength and shouted loudly.
"Lucas, there's danger!"
Edward finally heard clearly, and his face instantly turned cold as he sternly shouted,
"Fire the gun! Get them!"
All of this, though it takes a long time to explain, happened in an instant.
The next moment, the bodyguards around the private room received the order and looked towards Noah and the others, without a word, they pulled the trigger!
Bang!
...
The sound of intense gunfire suddenly rang out.
