Chapter 412
She praised all five, and by the end, every single one of those models was blushing, unsure whether to laugh or run.
Vanessa clapped her hands, waving grandly. “We’ll take them all! I’m paying.”
Myla could only stare at the ceiling, utterly helpless. If she weren’t afraid of being worried about your image?”
grecognized, she’d have blurted out, “You’re a celebrity! Aren’t you
But when Myla glanced down, she had to
mit–this club really had a high b
Every single guy was a certified hunk.
The manager gave the models a nod, smili
as he left, “Enjoy yourselves,
Vanessa beckoned. “Come on, all of you, s 6
Eat,
drink, and let’s have some fu
This club wasn’t just famous for its male models–the food and drinks were top–tier too.
The suite was massive, half filled with party games and arcade machines. They could eat, drink, and play as much as they wanted.
All five models knew how to keep the energy up.
The room was never dull, not even for a moment.
Meanwhile, it was Friday night. Kim had worked overtime, hoping to finish early and take Cloe and Julia on a weekend trip.
He arrived at Cloe’s place and rang the bell–no answer. Called her phone–nothing.
That was odd. She never went out this late.
Maybe she was deliberately ignoring him?
He started mashing the doorbell.
The neighbor across the hall–a cranky old lady–finally opened up, unable to take the noise. “Kim, what on earth are you doing?”
She’d seen Kim around a lot.
“Sorry,” Kim apologized, “didn’t mean to bother you.” He tried calling again.
The old woman snorted, “What, you still don’t have the password? After all this time, and you still haven’t won Cloe over?”
Kim forced a smile. “It hasn’t been that long.”
She rolled her eyes. “Stop with the doorbell, would you? Cloe’s friends picked her up to go out. She took Julia too.”
“Do you know where they went?” Kim asked hopefully.
She shook her head. “Nope. But I heard Julia mumbling something about male models
or whatever.”
Kim’s face changed in an instant. ‘Cloe took Julia to a male model club? Was she out of her mind?‘
The old lady shut the door, muttering, “That kind of place’s not for me. I’m too old for this…”
Kim raced downstairs, already calling his secretary. “Find out which male model club
Cloe went to, now!”
Amanda nearly dropped her phone. ‘Holy crap, Cloe really is something.‘
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There were a lot of model clubs in Mandino City, but Cloe would only go to the best. That narrowed it down.
Kim called back after ten minutes, sounding crazed. “Do you have it yet?”
Amanda forced a smile, “Boss, it’s only been ten minutes, not like I’ve got superpowers.”
He hung up. Ten minutes later, he called again, even more agitated. “Why are you so slow today?”
Amanda rolled her eyes and muttered, “If you’re in sh, find it yourself. You haven’t even managed to win her over and you’re yelling at me? If we
weren’t old classmates, I’d have quit already.”
Kim thought, ‘Who is the real boss here, anyway?‘
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Amanda took a deep breath, then pasted on a sweet voice. “Boss, is Julia with them too?”
“Yeah.”
With Julia there, it’d be even easier to find them.
Amanda quickly got the answer and called Kim. “They went to Neon Nightclub–Aria and Vanessa are there too. Just a warning: don’t piss them off, or even if you could fly a rocket, you’d never catch up with Cloe.”
“Boss, do you want me to come and watch the show?”
Kim snapped, “No need,” and sped straight to the club.
On the way, he called Owen.
“Aria and the girls took Julia to Neon Nightclub to pick out male models. I’m heading there now–do with that information what you will.”
AD
