After seeing the photo, everyone in the room doubted Darren. The eyes of Mr. George, Mr. Oward, and Mr. Leonard instantly turned suspicious. Even Mr. Charlotte tried to take Mr. Rudolf's phone. At first Mr. Charlotte's gaze still looked doubtful, then he tried to zoom in. "Darren," called Mr. Charlotte, as his gaze turned suspicious. Mr. Charlotte raised his face and looked at Darren seriously. "What is this? Why does the person in this photo look so much like you?" asked Mr. Charlotte. Darren noticed the suspicion in Mr. Charlotte's eyes. On the other hand, Darren watched Mr. Rudolf who was grinning with satisfaction. As if this had been planned by him. This of course put Darren in a difficult position. Their gaze at Darren, which was originally ordinary, has now turned into a gaze that demands an explanation. No wonder they wanted to know more about Darren, like Mr. Rudolf. "It seems that person is you Mr. Darren, what business do you have at the club?" ask
After getting a phone call from Patricia, Darren immediately went to the police station with Walt. Arriving there, Darren searched for Patricia's whereabouts amidst the chaotic situation inside the police station. Darren's eyes then found Patricia in the long chair in the waiting room with her panicked face. "Patricia... what exactly happened?" asked Darren spontaneously while approaching Patricia."Darren, I don't know, suddenly I got news from the prison officer Mr. Salvador was found hanging himself in his cell. How is this Darren? We should be able to get a lot of information from him!" Patricia suddenly said in panic with a look of confusion on her face. "What if we fail to solve the case? I've even prepared arrest warrants for the suspects. What should I do now? What if after this incident we will find it even more difficult to get valid evidence to arrest those people, Darren?" Patricia said in a panicked tone that was enough to make Darren feel the need to calm her down."Ca
"I don't understand what you're saying, Mr. Darren. Why do you sound like you're accusing me?" asked Mr. Rudolf. His tone did not sound guilty at all. Darren had guessed that Mr. Rudolf would not be that easy to trap. Either Mr. Rudolf was so used to being cornered that he was not easily intimidated, or Mr. Rudolf was already very skilled at evading blame. "I'm not accusing you. I'm just trying to determine what you meant," Darren said calmly. Although to be honest, he felt uneasy and wanted to ask a to-the-point question. Mr. Rudolf immediately sighed heavily. Unbeknownst to Darren, Mr. Rudolf was actually arching a sardonic smile. "I'm sure you're smart enough to understand what I've been saying," Mr. Rudolf replied. "Why do you sound like a fool? Or, are you the chameleon I said you were?" Darren couldn't help but laugh after hearing Mr. Rudolf's words. "Of course not. Chameleons just follow what's around them, they don't have a stand, and they're no different than anyo
[MESSAGER] [MR. RUDOLF][Mangee Club New York club address: 289 10th Ave, New York, NY 10001] Darren curved a smile full of satisfaction after reading the message from Mr. Rudolf. It turned out that Mr. Rudolf had really been trapped by his pretend invitation.At that time Darren had time to browse the club address sent by Mr. Rudolf. Seeing the appearance of the club that was so luxurious and seemed to have to spend a lot of money, Darren then typed a reply message to Mr. Rudolf. [DARREN][Are you trying to make me spend so much money, Mr. Rudolf?] [The club seems to be very luxurious and can only be visited by conglomerates] While waiting for a reply, Darren turned his gaze to Walt who had just entered the driver's seat. "Walt, can you reserve another VVIP sofa for tonight at the club?" Darren handed over his cell phone which was displaying Mr. Rudolf's view of the club. Walt looked at the
"What exactly are you going to show me? You seem very enthusiastic," Darren said as he and Mr. Rudolf stepped together onto the VVIP sofa in the middle of the dance floor. Mr. Rudolf was still wearing a smile that implied meaning. It was as if he was about to show us something very exciting indeed. "You'll know when you see it with your own eyes, Darren," Mr. Rudolf replied. Darren and Mr. Rudolf soon arrived at the VVIP sofa in the middle of the dance floor. Upon arrival, Mr. Rudolf invited Darren to sit on the U-shaped sofa in the middle of the floor, a sofa specially made for customers of the Golden VVIP room. To Darren's right was now Mr. Rudolf sitting on the same sofa as him, casually sipping a glass of whisky. The other two Golden VVIP sofas were now occupied by Walt and Wayce who were disguised as other people.Of course, that was part of Darren's plan, so now Darren was calling Walt and Wayce by their pseudonyms. "Good evening, I'm Darren," said Darren who greeted from a
After Mr. Rudolf agreed to Darren's request to unite the two Golden VVIP rooms, they immediately sat on the sofa that had been provided. Then, shortly after that Clara entered along with several female club waitresses and Patricia was one of them. There was also Harris who was now in the line of waiters for VVIP guests carrying alcohol gifts already standing in front of Darren, Mr. Rudol, Walt, and Wayce. "Please for the VVIP guests, you can choose among these beautiful ladies in front of you to have fun with you," Clara said, inviting Darren and the other VVIP guests to take turns choosing the club lady to have fun with that night. Having had his eye on Patricia since the parade, Mr. Rudolf chose Patricia and another lady to accompany him. As for Darren, Walt and Wayce, they chose the club lady just like Mr. Rudolf did."Wow, Mr. Rudolf. You picked the woman you've been eyeing for a while now," Darren said, intentionally teasing Mr. Rudolf. Mr. Rudolf smiled proudly at Darren's w
"Mr. Rudolf, I didn't expect you to do what I asked," Patricia said in a deliberately spoiled tone. Mr. Rudolf closed his eyes as Patricia's hands caressed his exposed chest. Patricia's touch on his body seemed to be truly felt by him. He did not realize that Patricia repeatedly had to endure the annoyance of having to touch someone like Mr. Rudolf. Even their age difference was 12 years! "I was more than a little surprised to meet a woman like you, Aline," replied Mr. Rudolf who then gave Patricia a seductive smile. When Mr. Rudolf's eyes opened, he looked at Patricia with a hungry gaze. The umpteenth time Mr. Rudolf tried to bring his face closer, wanting to land his lips on Patricia's lips when their faces were close together. But Patricia kept avoiding their faces. "Hey, Mr. Rudolf. I told you, no touching your face," Patricia retorted as she gently pushed Mr. Rudolf's chest. Mr. Rudolf chuckled as he let out an exasperated breath. He seemed annoyed with Patricia who had re
"Walt, take this guy down," Darren ordered while pushing the bodyguard roughly towards Walt. And of course, Walt caught him swiftly. As they arrived in the living room, Wayce, who saw the scene of the new bodyguard being led forcibly with his hands locked behind his back, immediately approached. "What's going on, Mr. Darren?" asked Wayce spontaneously. "Your new guy is a spy," Walt replied to Wayce's question to Darren, as if blaming him for not being good enough at picking people. "Huh? Are you really a spy?!" asked Wayce who immediately got angry at the bodyguard after hearing Walt's words just now. Of course, the bodyguard didn't answer Wayce's question, instead he continued to try to escape from the rope that was being wrapped around his body by Walt. Until Darren intervened to explain the chronology of events to Wayce. "Actually, I've been jealous of him since I first saw him. The way he occasionally looked down like someone trying not to be recognized and the way he l