Chapter 372 Intimacy
Night rolled in.
Casino No. 1.
"Ms. Jose, we've told you a million times, Michael ain't here."
Kelsey scowled. "No way! I saw his car in the lot. I really need to talk to him; this is serious."
"But Michael's not here."
Kelsey waved them off. "I'll find him myself."
"Hey, Ms. Jose, wait up!"
No one dared to stop her. Everyone who knew Michael knew Kelsey was the one on his phone screen.
Kelsey barged into one private room after another, only finding gamblers lost in their games. No Michael.
Even the two bodyguards who had been following her were now gone.
Kelsey realized Michael was dodging her.
"Well, if it isn't Ms. Jose?" A mocking voice came from the side.
Kelsey turned. First, she saw a floral shirt, then a grinning face.
"Wow, talk about a face only a mother could love," Kelsey shot back.
Kevin's smile faltered. "Ms. Jose, still as blunt as ever."
Kelsey ignored him and turned to leave.
Kevin called after her, "Looking for Michael?"
Kelsey paused. "Yeah. Why?"
"I know where he is," Kevin said.
"You?" Kelsey looked doubtful.
The Anderson family had fallen ages ago, and even at their peak, Kevin wouldn't have been on Michael's radar.
Kevin smirked. "Don't believe me?"
"Nope," Kelsey replied.
"Then forget it." Kevin turned to leave.
"Stop!" Kelsey frowned.
Kevin stopped, raising an eyebrow. "What, you believe me now?"
Kelsey walked over, giving him a disdainful look. "Where is he?"
Kevin grinned. "This info ain't free, you know."
Kelsey scoffed. "How much? I'll transfer it."
Kevin replied, "How about you buy me a drink first, and we chat?"
He reached out, trying to touch Kelsey's face.
Kelsey felt a wave of disgust, her fists clenched, ready to strike, when suddenly a hand grabbed Kevin's.
With a slight twist, Kevin yelped in pain, squatting down. "It hurts!"
Kelsey turned, her eyes lighting up. "Michael!"
Michael didn't look at her, just glared at Kevin. "Looks like I need new security. How'd they let you in?"
Kevin's face went pale, begging, "Michael, I'm sorry. Please, my hand's gonna break."
Michael sneered. "Ask Ms. Jose if she'll let you go."
"Ms. Jose, I'm sorry. I won't do it again; please let me go," Kevin pleaded.
Kelsey was speechless. She'd seen people grovel, but never like Kevin.
"Forget it." Kelsey waved her hand. "Let him go."
Michael released him; Kevin scrambled away.
Michael dusted off his hands, looking at Kelsey indifferently. "You were looking for me?"
"Michael, do you know where Richard is?" Kelsey asked.
Michael shook his head. "Nope."
After that, Michael turned to leave.
Kelsey quickly followed. "Can you contact Richard? Nina's missing, probably taken by the Black Family. We need to tell Richard ASAP."
Michael paused, giving her a side-eye. "What's that got to do with me?"
Kelsey was stunned, and he kept walking.
She jogged to catch up. "Michael, you're Richard's right-hand man and his friend. If Richard finds out you didn't tell him about Nina, he'll definitely come down on you."
Michael clearly wasn't listening. "If Richard punishes me, I'll take it. The rest isn't my problem. Ms. Jose, you're barking up the wrong tree; try someone else."
He reached a door, and the two bodyguards opened it for him.
When Kelsey tried to follow, they stopped her, and the door shut in her face.
At three in the morning, Michael finally came out.
"Michael." A subordinate at the door gestured with his eyes.
Michael paused, spotting Kelsey leaning against the wall.
With her knees bent, she had her arms wrapped around them, head resting on her forearms, eyes closed, asleep.
The subordinate whispered, "Michael, Ms. Jose's been waiting here for hours."
Michael hesitated, then walked over. He squatted in front of Kelsey, quietly watching her sleep.
Kelsey's breathing was light and soft, like a sleeping kitten, making him reluctant to wake her.
"Michael." A sultry voice called out. Kathy Nelson, in a red dress, swayed over, annoyed at the scene. "Michael, you promised to hang out with me after you were done. Why haven't you come yet?"
Kelsey woke up from the noise. She opened her eyes to see Michael in front of her and instinctively grabbed his wrist. "Michael!"
Michael looked down at her hand, not reacting.
Kathy was displeased. "Michael, who is she? You promised to be with me tonight. I've been waiting for two hours; you can't just ditch me."
"Michael, please help me contact Richard. I'm begging you," Kelsey pleaded, still focused on the issue.
"I told you, I can't handle this," Michael said, removing Kelsey's hand and standing up.
Kathy immediately clung to him, wrapping her arm around his, almost sticking to him. "Michael, let's go?"
"Okay," Michael responded, then instructed his subordinates, "Take Ms. Jose home."
The two subordinates nodded. "Yes, Michael." They turned to Kelsey. "Ms. Jose, let's go."
"Michael!" Kelsey stood up quickly, but her legs were numb from squatting too long. She almost fell.
"Ms. Jose!" The two subordinates reached out to support her.
But Michael was faster, grabbing her wrist with one hand and steadying her waist with the other.
Kelsey's legs were weak, and she leaned into his arms. The intimate gesture made both of them tense up.
Realizing what was happening, Kelsey immediately tried to push Michael away, but as she exerted force, Michael tightened his grip on her wrist and waist, pulling her closer.
Kelsey looked up, glaring at Michael. "Michael!"
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