Speaking of this person, Erin Yates really has no impression of him.

But when mentioning the over-the-shoulder throw at the bar, she somewhat recalls him.

"So you were that pervert, huh? I figured someone proper wouldn’t be tricked into coming here."

Morgan Quinn pointed at Erin Yates furiously, "Show some respect when talking to me! Last time I wasn’t prepared, don’t think I can’t beat you!"

Erin Yates sneered, tossed her cigarette into the ashtray, and grabbed Morgan Quinn’s tie, "You’re the one who doesn’t understand your situation. You better be polite, or I’ll press this bell and file a complaint against you!"

Morgan Quinn gritted his teeth, glaring at Erin Yates, thinking it’d be better to not suffer more loss now.

Then he thought, this gal was someone he wanted to hit on anyway, now she walks right up to him, isn’t that fortunate?

So, Morgan Quinn threw the matter of the throw to the back of his mind, showing a lewd smile, he grabbed Erin Yates’ hand holding his tie, leaned closer, and asked, "How would you like me to serve you, miss?"

Erin Yates frowned and flung Morgan Quinn’s hand away, kicking him a bit.

Unexpectedly, Morgan Quinn took the chance to grab her ankle, shamelessly saying, "I can’t let your money be wasted, miss. Whatever you need, just say it, I will meet it if I can."

The more Erin Yates listened, the more disgusted she felt. She kicked hard to free her ankle from Morgan Quinn’s grip, "Your big brother even reported you to the police, I think you’re quite fit for this place, why not just stay here then?"

Hearing this, Morgan Quinn finally sobered a bit, cautiously glancing at the door to ensure it was tightly shut, then asked Erin Yates, "My big brother reported? Who are you?"

"He reported to the police, so who do you think I am? If you don’t want to spend the rest of your life here, you better listen to me."

Morgan Quinn was shocked for two seconds, then questioned in disbelief, "You’re a cop?"

Erin Yates rolled her eyes impatiently and asked, "Got a buddy here too?"

Morgan Quinn: "He’s in another room, there are people patrolling the corridors, I was just about to find him and got dragged here. Hey, I say there must be more than just you coming here, right? Do you have a plan to get us out? I can’t wait to leave this place."

Erin Yates sneered, mocking, "Weren’t you high and mighty a moment ago?"

Morgan Quinn frowned in annoyance, "Is this how a cop should talk? Rescuing people in distress is your job!"

"Then cooperate with our investigation," Erin Yates said, pulling out her phone from her bag, finding a picture of Old Snake and handing it to Morgan Quinn, asking, "Have you seen this man?"

Morgan Quinn glanced at the phone twice, shook his head, "As soon as I got here, I was sent to entertain guests, no chance to see other people."

Erin Yates: "Then take a good look at this picture, remember his face. From now on, keep an eye out for this person, I’ll come to find you here tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Morgan Quinn’s face was all scrunched up, "What do you mean? You’re not getting me out? You’re asking me to stay here and help you find someone? Do you know how dangerous it is here?"

Erin Yates: "Then tell me how to get you out? Do you even understand how complicated the situation here is? Can I openly take you out from here? I barely managed to infiltrate, if they discover my ulterior motive, I’m on their blacklist and you’ll never get out of here."

Though Morgan Quinn felt discontent, he knew what Erin Yates said was true.

Especially considering he just got here and is still thinking about escaping, Ms. Reid has sent people to keep a close watch on him.

Erin Yates taking him out from here is indeed a tough task.

"So what’s your plan?"

Erin Yates: "Of course, wait until the time is right to take them down in one sweep. In the meantime, bear with staying here for a couple more days, try to learn some secrets if possible, the more intel we gather, the sooner we can execute our netting plan."

Morgan Quinn: "I don’t have a moment to myself, how am I supposed to help you uncover secrets? If I survive to see you pull off the net, it’ll be a blessing!"

Erin Yates stood up with a laugh, heading to the door, "It’s not that exaggerated, I think you’re pretty suited for this job, maybe it’s enjoyment for you."

"Enjoyment, my ass! I..."

"Shh!"

Erin Yates put her finger to her lips, gesturing for silence, then peered through the special glass on the door, looking outside.

Morgan Quinn puzzledly leaned his head closer, muttering, "Can you handle this? Don’t get yourself trapped too."

After assessing, Erin Yates withdrew her gaze and stood upright, not forgetting to mock Morgan Quinn, "I’m not you."

"What’s that supposed to mean?"

"Lust leads to calamity, heard you were trafficked in here by some human trafficker. If you weren’t lustful, would you have ended up in this state?"

Just as Morgan Quinn was about to retort, Erin Yates suddenly turned around, reached out to untie Morgan Quinn’s tie, unbuttoned two buttons on his shirt with a solemn tone warning him, "Remember I’m your client, pay attention to your attitude outside, don’t blow your cover."

Before Morgan Quinn could react to her meaning, Erin Yates pushed open the door.

The staff patrolling the corridor, noticing the movement at the door, immediately came over to inquire, "Boss, need any assistance?"

Erin Yates held Morgan Quinn’s hand, saying, "We’re planning to go to the dance hall downstairs."

"And this room..."

Erin Yates: "Charges as usual. Also... do you have rooms with special equipment?"

The staff smiled knowingly, "Of course, fully equipped, reserve one for you?"

Erin Yates nodded, "We’ll hang out downstairs first, settle the bill later."

Seeing the young lady was generous with her spending, the staff naturally catered to her, promptly agreeing, "Alrighty, when you need a room, just let our staff know, they’ll personally guide you over."

Erin Yates gave a soft "hmm", leading Morgan Quinn downstairs to the dance hall.

When no one was around, Morgan Quinn finally said to Erin Yates, "You know quite a lot, eh?"

Erin Yates looked at Morgan Quinn with a humorless smile, "What? Want me to teach you how to use those tools later?"

Morgan Quinn quickly waved his hand, "I don’t have such hobbies, I’m a five-star citizen cooperating with the police, don’t mistreat me."

Erin Yates glared, "Afraid someone will know my identity? Watch your mouth!"

Morgan Quinn instantly zipped his lips.

He knew very well Erin Yates was the lifeline for him and Faye Xavier now, he had to protect this lifeline carefully, or he might just lose his life here.