Fail To Fall Out Of Love

The night was incredibly intoxicating.

The Sexy Club was as busy as it always was. Young men and women crowded under the stage, giving out low whistles at the dancers on the stage. The dancers were as enchanting as they were gorgeous. They had attracted every eye in the club.

The most striking one was the girl dancing in the front row. She was dressed in all red, looking like a seductress on the prowl. The fabric wrapped around her, showcasing her slender waist and long legs. One thing that made her stand out was the exquisite mask hiding her face.

Everyone wanted to see the woman behind the mask, just to have a peek at her attractive face, but unfortunately, no one had ever seen her take it off.

The only thing they knew about her was her name – Sharon.

Every night in the Sexy Club, Sharon would dance around for an hour before leaving the club at ease. She wouldn't stay longer for anyone, not even for a second.

As an independent woman, Sharon was free to come and go as she pleased. Since someone was protecting her, she also didn't suffer from any bar fights. Ever since she showed up, no one was able to see her face.

The woman never tried to fix herself in anyway, but she still stood out from the rest.

There was something about her that seemed so tempting.

In a VIP box on the second floor, opposite to the stage, sat a man in a wheelchair. He looked extremely handsome under the dim light. However, his eyes were as cold as ice as he gazed at Sharon, the enchanting woman on stage.

He didn't bother to look at anyone else.

All of his focus was on her.

At that time, a young lady came into the box. Her eyes were as sharp and as distinguished as the stars. She poured herself a glass as asking, "What brings you here?"

The man clinked glasses with her, raising his head. "When will you come home?"

"Aren't you boring?" The young lady pouted, her voice laced with cynicism.

"Grandpa wants you back, you know." He put down his glass on the table, frowning.

The young lady leaned back, rolling her eyes. "And I haven't had my fun yet. I'll come back when I'm done."

"How long are you still going to hide, Cathy?" he said helplessly.

"As if you haven't done some fair share of hiding yourself, Hiram." Cathy Xiang stared in satisfaction as his face darkened at her words. There was silence for a moment as the tension between them grew even thicker.

She walked over to him, wrapping her arms around him. "From what I can see, you're still boring as hell. I don't know how anyone can stand you!"

Hiram Mo rolled his eyes, finally calming down. "Whatever, I've told you what I needed to tell you. You can do as you want."

Cathy Xiang raised her eyebrows at his words. "So Hiram, what brings you here?"

Hiram Mo frowned. "It's none of your business."

"You do know that I'm an adult now right? At least tell me something!" Hiram Mo held the armrests of his wheelchair, his fingers trailing on the wheels. Without another word, he pushed forward.

The bodyguards who'd been waiting outside for him, rushed towards him and pushed him out of the room. "It's time for you to go home, Cathy," he said lightly.

"Fine." The smile on her face faded as she stared at his retreating figure. Without another word, she turned to the man beside her. "It seems no one knows I'm here. Know which room he stays in and ask someone to serve him."

'Hiram doesn't like to come to the HC City, so why does he come here? Is it really because of that matter?' Cathy Xiang got lost in her thoughts.

At that time, the music in the dancing floor was slow, and the other dances started grinding on the stage. Sharon was already ready to leave the stage. Even with the crowd shouting for an encore, she blew them a kiss and left without hesitation.

As soon as she headed out of the stage, Sharon saw Amanda hurrying towards her. "Something happened to Nancy, but I couldn't find Mr. Austin! Sharon, please save her!"

Her eyes widened. "What happened?"

"I don't know, but Mr. Wade and his men came again. Nancy went to sell wine but she offended Mr. William. Let's save her." Amanda and Sharon were close. She knew that Nancy was also friends with Sharon, so she came to tell her.

Sharon didn't even have time to change her clothes as they rushed out. Just as they were about to head upstairs, they were blocked by two bodyguards. Sharon gazed at the man behind all the guards, raising her eyebrows. "Mr. Wade, what brings you here?"

'He really is a lustful man. Isn't he tired of seeing me already?'

Amanda pulled Sharon's arm. "They were the ones who took Nancy in the private room." Sharon patted her arm. "I'll handle this. Go back first."

Sharon waved dismissively.

Wade Xu stared Sharon down without blinking his eyes. He smiled lightly. "I've already told you I like you, dear. Tell me, how much does it take for you to go out with me?"

Sharon dug her fingers into her palms. "Although I'm flattered, Mr. Wade, I'm not short of money. How about save it for later?"

She pretended that she was about to leave. However, just as she was about to go, Wade Xu held her waist. Although masked, the displeasure was evident in her eyes. "Come on. Just one night!"

Sharon's eyes glinted. "And, what if I say no?"

"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.

As Nancy walked out of the room, someone immediately ran up to her. It was Amanda. When she spotted her, she immediately hugged Nancy. "Shit! Are you all right?"

Nancy's face was pale and colorless. She shook her head, trembling. "I'm fine. Just remind Mr. Austin to pay attention. I feel like something's bad going to happen to Sharon."

Amanda nodded in agreement. "Don't worry. I've already informed him. How about you? What the hell did they do to you?" Tears ran down her face, overwhelmed at the sight of Nancy.

She forced a smile into her pale lips. "Don't worry, Amanda. I'm fine, see?"

"How can you say everything's fine? Can't you even see yourself?" she snapped, not even bothering to listen to Nancy's comforts.

Nancy smiled, but when she was about to say something, she was quickly interrupted by a male voice --- "Miss Nancy". She didn't even bother to look back, fully knowing that he was the bodyguard called Jacob.

She clenched her fists, stunned.

Nancy's eyes were as bright as crystals as they blurred with tears. "Take me back to the lounge first, Amanda, please." She staggered over to Amanda, as if her strength had been drained within seconds.

It took them a while for Amanda to take Nancy back to the lounge. Not far away from them, Jacob stared curiously at Nancy's retreating figure. 'Isn't she supposed to be dead?'

The box's door was closed yet again, and Sharon was already approaching the sofa where they sat on. With her mask and slender figure, she created a very tempting and ambiguous atmosphere.

Every move and every step she made captured all the men in the room. She raised her soft hand, showing her thinly shaped fingers. Sharon quickly poured a few glasses of wine, noticing how William was staring at her intently. She raised a glass to him. "Mr. William, why don't we toast to you?" William clinked his glass with hers with a smile.

'As long as she could drink with me, I could die here and now,' he thought.

"It's a great honor to drink with you, Mr. William." Her smile was soft.

William and Wade were ecstatic to have her here. They had drunk several glasses, and Sharon entertained them with flirtatious winks and haughty movements. However, just when Wade reached out to grab her waist, she avoided him. "I'm only here to drink with you, Mr. Wade," she warned.

"I'll make a toast to you once more then!" Wade lowered his arm disappointedly.

Sharon wasn't shy at all. Instead, she downed one more glass of wine in one gulp, pouring herself another. However, her eyes fell on the man in the corner. "Mr. William, I remember that Nancy offended your guest. May I offer a toast to him and apologize for her?"

She had been working around the entertainment for years, so she knew that the man was the decision maker in this room. If it wasn't for him, Nancy wouldn't have been beaten like that. He must've been behind this.

'If that's true, I will settle all these grudges, one by one,' she thought.

William fell silent, glancing at the man hesitantly. While they were all drinking happily, he neither joined them or said anything. With an indifferent face, he just tilted his head.

"I don't drink. Help yourself." His eyes shone with an unknown emotion.

Sharon was surprised. Being in the Sexy Club for such a long time, it had been the first time she had been refused like this. She smiled lightly. "That's a shame. Would you like me to get you some water?"

she asked casually.

The man raised his head and the dim light fell on his face. Although his figure was kept hidden in the dark, his obsidian eyes could be seen glinting in the shadows. "Don't bother."

This was the second time she'd been rejected! All by the same man!

When Nancy walked out of the Sexy Club, she took a taxi and left. Amanda wanted to follow her, but she refused. Once the car left and retreated to the other end of the street, Nancy quickly asked the driver to stop the car.

Nancy headed over to the alleyway, dressing in all black. Now, her face wasn't as innocent as before.

When she returned to the Sexy Club, the place was still very lively. Men and women grinded against each other, feeling different emotions rushing through them. She hid the coldness in her eyes, walking through the crowd.

No one seemed to recognize her.

On the second floor, a girl in a rabbit costume had been quietly watching the scene unfolding in the private room. However, because of the door being closed, she couldn't see the men inside. Her lips inched into a cold smile.

Suddenly, someone grabbed her shoulder. The woman jumped back in surprise before calming down when she realized who it was. "Nancy."

"You're playing with fire and you're burning yourself," Nancy said helplessly.

The young girl tilted her head to the side, as her bright eyes brightened. "I'm simply avenging you." If she could kill the man inside, then Nancy wouldn't be so miserable!

Nancy's eyes flashed. "This is my business, Queenie. Stay out of it."

"I can't watch you suffer like this!" she gritted her teeth. Although she was young, Queenie was agile and quiet. When she heard the news about the man coming here, she lurked here in the dark, waiting to hit her mark.

Suffer? For so many years, no one ever believed that Nancy had suffered her fair share of losses. "I'll remember your kindness, but I won't let you fight this." Just now, Nancy got the news that Queenie snuck into the Sexy Club to assassinate the man tonight. She was lucky to get here in time, or else the consequences would be unthinkable.

Even if Queenie succeeded, there was little chance that she'd come out of there alive.

Nancy knew just who the man was and what he was capable of.

"Why? He hurt you! Why not let me kill him?" Queenie snarled out.

"Look, whatever happened is in the past. It's long gone, and it wasn't his fault!" Nancy protested helplessly. As to what really happened that year, Nancy couldn't really say who was in the right and who was in the wrong, but whoever it was, her main priority now was keeping Queenie away from the man!