In the Lap of Luxury by Unsweetened Chestnuts

Chapter 640 Pay for It With Your Life

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!"

of tears.

floored the gas, and the wheels spun as they raced back to

at Fortress, they saw Grace's car parked at the entrance, but

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

time to think

his hand rising

eyes, expecting the slap. Yet it didn't land

"Mr. Fulton..."

happens to her, you'll pay for it with your

to

if something happens to Ms. Lewis, I'll naturally pay for it. But at this

moment. He stood at the door and kicked it

stop him

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

move, while Peter held a broken beer bottle against

curled up

trembling hands

blood, staining her

The floor was a

sank

shook as he