Chapter 142: Aphrodisiac

Nathaniel Monroe stepped out for a smoke. Just as he lit his cigarette, he saw Chloe Reed and a man walk past in the hallway up ahead.

’They seemed... a little too close, didn’t they?’

’Why is she holding onto his arm like that?’

’And that guy isn’t Walker!’

’Walker’s with me!’

Nathaniel Monroe forgot all about his cigarette. He spun around, went back into the private room, and leaned in to whisper to Walker Grant, "Walker, I just saw Chloe. She was with some guy..."

Walker Grant raised a hand, cutting him off. He shot to his feet, his dark, almond-shaped eyes turning sharp. "You, come with me."

An inexplicable chill ran down Nathaniel Monroe’s spine.

’Don’t get the wrong idea!’

’I’m not trying to bad-mouth Chloe!’

He scrambled to follow Walker out. Once outside, he quickly recounted what he had just seen.

The hard edge in Walker Grant’s eyes softened slightly. "Which way?" he asked in a low voice.

Nathaniel Monroe pointed. "Over there."

Walker Grant immediately turned and headed in that direction.

But this hallway was lined with private rooms. Was he really going to check them one by one?

Well... guess what?

He really was checking them one by one.

Trailing behind him, a helpless Nathaniel Monroe said, "Walker, why don’t we just check the security footage?"

Walker Grant glanced back at him. "Great idea. You go do it."

Nathaniel Monroe felt an inexplicable chill and didn’t dare say another word.

「A few minutes earlier.」

Chloe Reed had just finished asking her questions when she noticed Owen Sterling clutching his stomach in discomfort.

She frowned. "Are you going to be sick?"

"Sorry." With a pained expression, Owen Sterling got up and stumbled to the restroom. Soon, the sound of him vomiting echoed from inside.

Chloe Reed turned to leave, but before she even reached the door, a wave of dizziness washed over her.

She steadied herself against the doorframe, dazed for a moment, but her expression quickly turned cold.

’I barely drank anything. How could I be this dizzy?’

’And it only started after I came into this room.’

Her gaze swept around the room and landed on an incense burner on a nearby table, smoke curling up from it.

Chloe Reed didn’t dare to linger. She opened the door, intent on getting out.

But to her dismay, two men were standing in the doorway, leering at her with malicious grins.

"Didn’t think our little fishing trip would actually pay off today."

One of the men said, then shoved Chloe Reed.

Chloe was pushed back into the room.

Her head spun, and she could barely stay on her feet. She dug her nails into her thigh, trying to stay lucid. "Who are you?"

The two men had already entered. One of them lunged forward, grabbing her and forcing her down onto the sofa.

"We just got out of prison, and life’s been pretty boring. So we came out looking for a little fun. It’s your lucky day, gorgeous. You ran into us two brothers. We’re gonna make sure you have a real good time."

One man pinned her down while the other started tearing at her clothes.

Terror filled Chloe Reed’s face. "Let go! Let me go! Don’t touch me! I can give you money!"

"Where’s the fun in that?"

Pinned to the sofa, Chloe Reed’s struggles were feeble.

BAM!

Just then, the restroom door was thrown open. Owen Sterling charged out. "Let her go!"

"Oh, look. She’s got her lover boy with her," the man sneered, then kicked Owen Sterling square in the stomach.

Owen Sterling collapsed to the ground in pain. But he still struggled back to his feet and threw a punch at the man.

Caught off guard, the man was stunned for a second.