Bride of Retribution: Aloof Billionaire's Dominant Game-Chapter 181 - 120 At a loss_3
A few cars stopped at the entrance of the Honor Club, and the bodyguard driving got out to open the car door.
Fifth Master Foster said coldly and expressionlessly, "I’ll go in on my own."
His meaning was that none of these people could enter, but what if something happened?
The bodyguards looked at each other, but who would dare not listen to Fifth Master Foster?
Though relatively young, in this city filled with hidden talents, being respected as ’Fifth Young Master’ by outsiders undoubtedly indicated extraordinary skills, so they could only park the car in the parking lot, two stayed in the car, and two watched at the door.
High fees naturally have their reasons, as the entire club lounge is no worse than a five-star establishment.
"Sir, what service do you need?" The club was open twenty-four hours, and as soon as Fifth Master Foster entered, a waiter immediately approached to greet him.
"Massage..."
"Please come inside." Seeing such a guest, the waiter instantly recognized this person was either wealthy or noble, and quickly led him inside.
The room wasn’t too big, yet it was exceptionally clean and exquisite, with high-quality incense burning in the aromatic stove on the table, emitting a faint scent of sandalwood. After pouring a cup of hot tea, the waiter respectfully asked, "Do you have a familiar masseur, or should I arrange one for you?"
This guest seemed somewhat unfamiliar, indicating he likely had never visited before, so presumably had no familiar masseur.
"Cecilia." Fifth Master Foster frowned slightly, carefully recalling the name of the young man, it should be Cecilia Wilson.
Turns out there was someone familiar, the waiter laughed apologetically, "Cecilia currently has guests, today someone booked him for all sessions, would you like to choose another?"
"I can wait ten minutes." Fifth Master Foster said, sitting on the sofa, not even bothering to lift his eyelids.
"We are truly sorry, but Cecilia is already with a client, perhaps you could come back tomorrow?" Suddenly the waiter felt a chill down his spine, unsure why he suddenly felt this way.
When he looked up, he saw that esteemed guest’s eyes, cold like icy black crystals, a man’s eyes could be so attractive, yet others dared not meet his gaze.
"Seven minutes left." Without needing to check a watch, Fifth Master Foster could accurately measure the passage of time, not a second off.
"You’re putting us in a difficult position, let me find a master with the same technique as Cecilia to serve you, if unsatisfied, we can change..." The waiter carefully maintained a smile, seemingly understanding he’d encountered a challenging guest.
It’s the first day of the New Year, yet trouble arrived before tips and bonuses were received.
"Five minutes thirty seconds..." Fifth Master Foster, with long legs crossed, spoke gently, yet with sufficient authority.
Fifth Master Foster seemed unable to wait even ten minutes, beginning to show impatience.
Perhaps he should have asked for five minutes.
"Seal off this building for me..."
The waiter thought it was a joke when he saw Fifth Master Foster holding his phone, but within minutes realized it was far from a joke, as a group of men in black emerged and their numbers slowly increased, entering every room to drive out the guests, not even allowing them to change clothes.
In this freezing weather, those esteemed guests were driven to the entrance wearing oversized robes.
Once everyone was evicted, two rows of stern bodyguards stood at the entrance, and Fifth Master Foster finally came out leisurely from the room, stood on the steps.
The air was so cold it made one’s lungs slightly uncomfortable when inhaling, he glanced at the crowd below with a hint of a cold smile on his lips.
Since it was close to noon, not many were there for massage, but by afternoon and evening, this small square would undoubtedly be crowded with many people.
"Fifth Young Master, you didn’t say a word about your visit, if anything was amiss, just tell us..." The manager didn’t know how to handle this scene, though someone acquainted with such situations, he’d heard of Fifth Master Foster’s reputation, so he’d briefed his staff carefully, and selected meticulously, from Master Chase to Cecilia - they were skilled hands of the club, unsure where they offended this esteemed master.
It must be about Cecilia, this kid has been here less than a year, yet he’s popular among the guests, especially female guests.
