Chapter 2 A Watched Pot Never Boils

"Then don't blame me for doing this!" With that, Wade Xu reached for her mask, but before he could succeed, Sharon slithered from his grasp.

Although she was smiling, her eyes were cold. "A watched pot never boils," she warned.

His face darkened. "Let's have a drink, Sharon, or else I can assure you that you won't be able to get out of this club."

It seemed that nothing could change his mind, but unfortunately, she didn't like to be threatened. Sharon placed a hand on her hips sensually. "On two terms then," she said.

Wade Xu's eyes widened, not really expecting that she'd agree. He clapped his hands as saying, "Sharon, even if you give ten terms, I'll agree to them!" Cathy was always protective of Sharon, so she never asked her to be a barmaid. In fact, after dancing, she'd leave without a trace.

If Sharon would agree to him, then it would be a good thing.

"I won't be taking my mask off," she said slowly, like a teacher lecturing a toddler.

"No problem. What's the second term?" As long as she agreed to go, he had plenty of things up his sleeve to get her drunk. And once she was drunk, there were hundreds of ways he could do her.

Sharon fluttered her eyes. "I'll tell you later," she whispered secretively.

They went to Wade's box together as the two bodyguards trailed them from behind. As soon as they entered his room, she could see Nancy kneeling on the ground, trembling uncontrollably. A bodyguard slapped her ruthlessly. Finally giving over, Nancy quickly collapsed onto the carpets.

Sharon didn't think much when she rushed over to Nancy, shoving the bodyguards surrounding her. Nancy looked seriously hurt, with blood dripping from the corners of her mouth. She wasn't an official worker for the Sexy Club. In fact, she'd come every now and then to sell wine. At this state, she wouldn't be able to go to work for several days. Sharon frowned, worried about her. How could a smart girl like Nancy have offended them?

Sharon found that most of the men were despicable. Whenever Cathy was there, they'd show respect. Whenever she wasn't, they would harass all the women they could find.

The bodyguard who was beating Nancy looked blankly at the scene, not knowing what to do. Wade waved his hand lazily, allowing him to leave.

The man sitting on the sofa squinted at Sharon as she kneeled on the ground. "Mr. Li, how is Cathy going to teach the staff? This stupid girl just poured wine onto my distinguished guest. What do you think we should do?"

The man in front of him bowed his head. "It's my fault, Mr. William. I didn't teach her well." Mr. Li then glanced at Sharon.

William Lou smiled lightly. "Well, how do we deal with it now?" His gaze fell on Sharon. There was just something about her that fascinated the crowd. He wondered what Wade had said to bring her here today.

The two bodyguards stepped in to pull Nancy up from the ground. She groaned. She was beaten up so badly that her ears were buzzing. Sharon scowled. "Mr. Wade, is this really how you treat our people from the Sexy Club?"

Wade flushed in embarrassment. "Mr. William, we apologize. Hopefully, you'll let us go this once."

Sharon looked up, finally staring into William Lou's heavy gaze. She blinked her eyes in shock.

William Lou? Why was he here?

Without any expression, William Lou patted Wade on the shoulder as if nothing had happened. "For the sake of Mr. Wade, I'll do it. But it's up to my guest to decide whether we should let her go or not, given that she just offended him."

He nodded at the man sitting in the shadows.

Sharon finally noticed the man in the corner. Although he was in a wheelchair, there was something in his eyes that sent a chill down her spine. "Let her go," he demanded. His voice echoed across the room.

Nancy remained motionless.

However, William smiled and bowed his head. "Since Mr. Hiram said so, let's forget all about this." He asked his men to take Nancy out. "Jacob, take her to the hospital," William said in hushed whispers.

Unexpectedly, Nancy jumped from the bodyguards' hold, as if she had just seen a ghost. "No," she snapped. "I'll go to the doctor myself."

"Who do you think you are?" William clenched his fists.

The man in the wheelchair stared at Nancy. She had her head lowered with her hair covering half of her face that it was hard to see her expression. Finally, he sighed. "Let her go." 'All the girl is a look alike. She couldn't be her.' The man tried to convince himself.

Alline exhaled in relief.

"Sharon?" Nancy stared at her doubtfully.

Sharon waved her hand. "Don't worry about me, Nancy. Your injuries, they're serious. Go see a doctor. I promise I'll be fine." Although she wasn't a doctor, she knew for a fact that the gashes on Nancy's shoulders looked really serious.

However, who was the man in the wheelchair? How did Nancy offend him? Moreover, she had never heard a man being addressed as Mr. Hiram in the HC City. She furrowed her eyebrows, wondering where he came from.