The Man in Power After Being Married into Her Family by Adela

Marianne soon discovered a strange phenomenon. All the waitresses in the entire nightclub seemed to be whispering something to the guests at the other tables separately. Soon after, the guests who had communicated with the waitresses would then get up and leave immediately.

She could not help but feel somewhat nervous, and she whispered to Charlie, "Are they already here? I think that there seems to be something wrong with these waitresses." Charlie smiled slightly and said, "Don't be nervous. The good show is just about to begin."

With that being said, Charlie poured himself another glass of wine and took a sip of it.

Soon, almost all the other guests in the nightclub were gone, leaving only Charlie and Marianne at their booth.

Immediately afterward, all the lights on the ceiling instantly lit up, illuminating the dim nightclub as bright as daylight.

The loud and explosive music also came to an abrupt end, and the DJ and waitresses quickly left through the staff passageway.

Subsequently, a large group of young gangsters wielding machetes swarmed in and surrounded Charlie and Marianne.

had a smile on his face, whereas Marianne, who was next to him, could not help but ask," What are you all

her voice fell, a teasing voice sounded, "Miss

old man in his sixties walked in

person was Solomon, the leader of the Order of the Star in

people who entered with Solomon were Dillion's father, Rudy, and Mr. Lanyon, whom Solomon had put in a lot

before, but she recognized him at a

that based on the current situation, it might be difficult to solve the problem today. So, she

you the ones who hurt my subordinates and kidnapped my godgrandson?" Marianne hurriedly explained, "Mr. Star, it's not what you think. Dillion was the one who took the

who was aside, was furious, and he blurted out, "You're Marianne Long, right? You'd better tell me my

for if my

his brows as he said, "I think the both of you should also be about fifty or sixty years old. The two of you would be more than a hundred years old when your age is

uniting here to clamor with a young girl. Aren't you afraid of getting