In the Lap of Luxury

Hazel's gaze was intense. "So are the women you had me train."

"They willingly sell their bodies for profit. It's a fair trade. You're different. You signed a work contract with me, so I have an obligation to ensure your safety."

Xander's tone was firm, just like when he was talking about business.

"Besides, over the years, I did offend Sean. That 10% profit margin can be as my compensation."

This was within Hazel's expectations, but she couldn't help feeling a sense of disappointment.

Xander picked up his phone. He still had not received a response to the message he had sent Grace.

His agitation intensified.

Just then, a phone call came in. He squinted as he answered, "Hi, Aaron."

"Where's Grace? I can't reach her on her phone. It's already late. You guys should know when to part." Aaron's voice wasn't particularly serious. It even had a hint of a teasing tone.

Victor chimed in from the side. "What's wrong with the couple spending a little more time together? Grace is not a little girl anymore, but you still set a curfew for her." Aaron smiled. In fact, he had no intention of rushing Grace home. He just wanted to ensure her safety. But the next thing Xander said made the smile freeze on his face. "Grace is back?" Xander's jaw tensed, and his words were icy.

Hearing that, Hazel froze in place. Trembling, she hurriedly said, "Ms. Lewis has been waiting for you outside Fortress for a long time."

Xander glanced at her sharply, and his face darkened. "Turn around!"

Hazel was on the verge of tears. "Peter instructed me not to tell you."

The driver floored the gas, and the wheels spun as they raced back to Fortress.

Back at Fortress, they saw Grace's car parked at the entrance, but there was no one inside.

Xander's face was extremely dark as he strode forward with swift steps. Hazel hurriedly followed. "Peter is with her, and the employees in Fortress are vigilant. She should be safe." Xander had a clear goal in mind. He took several steps at a time. "Did you tell her which room I was in?"

Hazel had no time to think and could only answer, "Yes."

Xander suddenly stopped, his hand rising abruptly.

Hazel instinctively closed her eyes, expecting the slap. Yet it didn't land on her face as she anticipated.

"Mr. Fulton..."

His body swayed. "If something happens to her, you'll pay for it with your life!"

Xander headed straight to Sean's private room.

At once, Hazel straightened her body and grabbed his arm. "Mr. Fulton if something happens to Ms. Lewis, I'll naturally pay for it. But at this erucial moment, our losses will be greater if you offend Sean."

However, Xander didn't pause for a moment. He stood at the door and kicked it open.

Hazel couldn't stop him at all.

Inside the room, the atmosphere was suffocatingly silent, with a faint scent of blood in the air.

Sean was pinned to the couched, unable to move, while Peter held a broken beer bottle against him.

Meanwhile, Grace was curled up in a

corner. Her trembling hands were

dripping blood, staining her white

dress. The floor was a mess with broken glass.

Xander's heart sank at once.

His voice shook as he called out, "Gracie."

Grace's mind was foggy. Her face was pale.

Upon entering the room and not finding Xander, she had immediately wanted to leave.

Yet Sean had grabbed her arm and pulled her

back. "Such a beautifu

lady Xander is really finding met

mistress."

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The lighting was poor, so he had not been able to see that Grace was wearing high-end designer clothes.

"I don't know you! Get lost! Let go of me!"

"Don't struggle. I'll be gentle."

At once, Grace had grabbed a bottle from the table and smashed it directly onto Sean's head.

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