Desperate Lovers

Silence.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little depressing.

James put the jade pendant back on his neck and said with a sullen face.

"Get that security guard over here in twenty minutes."

Gabriela said okay and called the subordinate to transmit the order, then stepped aside.

The Dream Club wasn't far from the hospital, and fifteen minutes later, the guard arrived in sweat, greeting people in the ward with apprehension. "Do you know why you are called here?"

James sat on the bed, fixing his sharp eyes on the security guard.

The security guard broke into a sweat because of his staring, and he swallowed and stuttered,

"No... I don't know."

"Did you pass on the nude photos of Angela?"

James stood up, and looked down at the security guard, who was half a head shorter than him with a gloomy glint at the bottom of his eyes. Even if the security guard was senseless, he could see Mr. James, who was rumored to be on bad terms with Angela, was on her side.

He got gooseflesh by James's questioning and his limbs went limp as he said in a hurry,

"No, no. When Angela was thrown out naked by you, we happened to be called out by our supervisor and were not in the monitoring room.

By the time we got back, the surveillance video had been deleted by Gabriela, and I didn't have time to take screenshots!"

Before James spoke, Gabriela walked up to him with the corners of her eyes slightly raised, "Then the nude photos of Angela..."

"That's not Angela!"

The guard was afraid of being blamed by James and interrupted her immediately.

James tugged at his collar and frowned slightly, "Hmm?"

"That... That was a nude image I downloaded from the internet and photoshopped it into the surveillance video."

The guard's body shook and said in a shivering voice with his head down.

"Everyone was talking about Angela and... many people asked me for the surveillance video at that time, and then I... I faked the photo."

He was afraid people would find out it was a fake, so he deliberately processed the face on the picture so that people wouldn't recognize that it wasn't Angela.

The bottom of James's eyes were bitingly cold. There was a faint smile on his face and hidden veins standing out on his neck, "You are so talented, and it is really a waste of talent to work as a security guard." "No no. It's an honor to... work at the Dream Club, and many people envied me."

The guard treated him carefully.

James tightened his thin lips and cast a sidelong glance at him, his eyes seemingly bottomless.

The security guard was chilled by this glance, "Mr. James, I know I was wrong. Later I'll go back and tell the guys that the photo was a fake, and I'll definitely not let Angela take the blame."

"Give the list who asked you for the surveillance video to Gabriela."

James didn't take his words, but said abruptly with his eyes narrowed.

The guard nodded like a chicken pecking grains.

"Okay, that is all. Just go back."

Gabriela took a look at James's expression and said to the security guard.

The guard wiped the cold sweat from his head and almost trotted towards the door as if he was a survivor of a disaster.

"Wait!"

Gabriela called out to him, smiling delicately, and her features were bright and beautiful. "Is it clear what you should and should not say?"

The guard nodded his head repeatedly and fawned,

"Those guys have no control over their mouths all day long, gossiping and spreading hearsay everywhere. I'll teach them a lesson when I get back and tell them to stop gossiping about what they shouldn't." "All right, just do it."

Gabriela tucked the shredded hair behind her ear, making the simple gesture fascinating and charming.

The guard gulped, opened the door and left.

Instead of sitting back on the hospital bed, James walked over to the window and looked out, saying,

"When you receive the list, fire them as soon as possible. Our clubhouse doesn't need such mindless employees who are only keen to gossips."

"From what he said, there were quite a few people.

If you fire all of them at once and the staff can't be refilled, it will have a big impact on the business of the club."

Gabriela got tired of standing and sat lazily in the chair.

With the reputation of the Dream Club, recruiting a few dozen people was not a big problem.

But new employees needed to be trained for half a month to a month. If they were used directly as regular employees, they would not only be unable to help, but will also cause troubles. James didn't even hesitate for a moment and said in a slightly cold voice,

"Transfer staff from elsewhere, and if you can't, just suspend business to bring it up to standard."

His attitude surprised Gabriela, but it was within her expectation. Sure enough, no matter how cruel he was usually, he also had feelings.

She hooked her lips in a rather cheerful mood, "I'll recruit some employees and transfer some from other places to keep the damage to a minimum. I'll keep you informed on what happens." James tapped his fingers on the glass without speaking.

Gabriela coughed lightly and said deliberately,

"Oh, by the way, that security guard just volunteered to admit he was wrong. Didn't he..."

Without waiting for her to finish, James interrupted, "Fire him after he's done what he needs to do.

And sort out the information about his faking spreading naked photos of others and submit them to the police station."

"Tsk!"

Gabriela laughed.

"Distributing obscene images is enough for a jail sentence. If he has a jail record, it will be hard to find a job again. That's really a brilliant move."

"

James swept her a cool glance and sat down on the hospital bed. The redness on his handsome face from Greyson's beating was extraordinarily obvious against his pale face, and he looked a bit funny

But Gabriela did not dare to blatantly mock her boss. She lowered her head, coughed dryly to stifle her laughter, and said carefully,

"It's not like you don't have any interest in Angela by the way you're reacting, so there's no need to stab your leg at all."

Why not just have sex with her?

"Are you idle?"

James frowned slightly and quickly loosened his brow, and his look was gloomy.

Others might not ask. But the more he didn't say, the more Gabriela wanted to know, "Mr. James, Angela has chased you for so many years. Do you really feel nothing for her?"

"Gabriela."

James tapped his fingers quickly on the hospital bed and whispered a warning.

Gabriela blinked, as if she didn't hear the deeper meaning of his words, "If I really hate someone, I would never see him for the rest of my life. Why would you keep her by your side and take a look at her from time to time?"

In the past, Mr. James didn't even come to the Dream Club for half a year, but now it was as if he worked here!

"Mr. James, as a subordinate who understands the mind of a woman, I think I have to give a piece of advice to you.

If you are looking for trouble now, it may not be helpful even if you kneel to..."

Being stared at by James with a vicious gaze, Gabriela stiffly changed the topic, "Will you stay in the hospital or go home to recuperate?"

It was obvious that she didn't know what else to say.

James withdrew his gaze, not knowing what he was thinking, and ignored her.

"Mr. James, there's a lot of things waiting for me to deal with, so I'll go back in advance."

Gabriela straightened the folds of her clothes and went out with graceful pace.

James frowned and loosened his brows, his eyes flickering as he spoke to Gabriela, who had already reached the door.

"Invite me into the work group."☐☐☐☐☐☐