Riches in Disguise

"I'm at the bar now. I'll come find you," William said.

When I pushed open the office door and walked in, the owner stared out the window in a daze.

She had her hair tied in a high ponytail and wore a tight black T-shirt and black shorts. Her look gave off an air of mystery and sensuality, especially her long, fair neck, making her seem even more elegant and noble.

She was a beauty-a stunning one. I remembered her name was Lynn Blanc.

So, I took the initiative to greet her. "Ms. Blanc."

"Mr. White?"

Lynn turned around upon hearing my voice and smiled immediately. "So, you've been inspecting the operations at the bar all night. How was it? Are you satisfied?"

I nodded. "Not bad. Let's go check out the wine cellar."

It was getting late, and I had to return before the dorms closed, so I didn't want to waste time or engage in unnecessary pleasantries. She nodded and obediently led me to the wine cellar.

Each type of wine was neatly arranged, and everything was in order. I was mostly satisfied.

"Good. From now on, maintain this standard. I'll come by to check on it from time to time. Don't think you can be lax with your work just because I'm young. You should know that younger managers can sometimes be even stricter and less lenient."

I had to warn her. I did not want her to underestimate me and slack off in her management.

Lynn smiled. "Don't worry, Mr. White. I'm serious about this job. I'll make sure it satisfies you."

"Alright. I'm heading back."

After saying goodbye to Lynn, I left the bar. On my way, I sent Matthew a message to ask him to head downstairs and talk to the dormitory security to leave the door open for me. sŵnovel

But when I reached into my pocket, I realized that I had left my phone at the bar. I quickly turned around and rushed back.

As I reached the bar entrance, I noticed the door was ajar, and I could hear voices inside. More precisely, I heard shouting.

"I've fucking said that you don't have a choice. You're coming with me today. Don't you understand?"

"Mr. Donovan, I've already said it. I'm not interested in you. I'm not a hostess, and I don't want to be one. Please leave."

"You don't want to? Who the hell do you think you are? How dare you say you're not a hostess? You're even worse than a hostess!"noveldrama

Maximus? Wasn't this the same

young heir who had been pursuing Anna and had been injured when I bumped into him? What wasche doing here, bothering Lynn?

I gently

peered open the door and a tab side. Lynn was standing by , and across from her set

the

familiar-looking Maximus.

Behind him stood a large man who was muscular and covered in scars. His appearance was fierce and terrifying.

I immediately regretted letting Quintus take Isabelle and Charlotte back to the school earlier that afternoon.

Afterward, I gave Quintus the afternoon off and told him to look for me the next day. Now, I needed his help, but it was too late.

Maximus had already started making advances toward Lynn. She struggled with all her might, but he slapped her across the face.

I couldn't stand it anymore, so I kicked open the door and strode inside. "Lynn, what's going on here? Why aren't you heading home?"