Purchased A Mr. Right

It was at night in the speakeasy.

Smoke swirled in the room as usual. Wendy Lim did not leave after putting drinks on the table, but sat on the sofa. There was an empty glass in front of her.

If she drank with the guest and made him happy, he would buy more drinks. Then Wendy Lim could get a percentage. Besides, the guest might give her a generous tip.

She had never done it before because some guests were keen on flirting with bar girls. But now she had no choice.

Wendy Lim needed a large sum of money. Fortunately, she only drank with the guest and did not go out with him. Besides, her experienced colleagues taught her to hide a towel, then held the drink in her mouth, and found a chance to spit it on the towel.

She pinched the towel in her hand, which was soaked with liquid.

Suddenly, she felt a hand was touching her thigh.

Wendy Lim frowned and avoided it. She saw that the guest beside her was drunk and his face was full of lust.

The guest wasn't angry but gave a big smile when he found Wendy Lim wanted to escape. Then he pounced on her. Wendy Lim stood up quickly and hurried out, "I'm sorry, please wait a moment. I'll ask my colleague to cover me!"

She paused when she walked out of the door.

The door of the room opposite also opened and a man's deep eyes were focused on her.

It was Charlie Hogg....

Wendy Lim unconsciously clenched the towel.

Charlie Hogg was wearing a hand-made suit and a dark blue tie, exuding the calmness and stability of a businessman.

His assistant Farr Chiang, who was also dressed in a pressed suit, was standing next to him. The music in the room behind them was turned off. It seemed that they had met some clients and were about to leave.

No matter when and where Charlie Hogg was, he was so outstanding and dominant.

Suddenly, someone hugged Wendy Lim from behind. She was shocked and turned back. A smell of alcohol came to her nose.

It was the lascivious male guest. Wendy Lim struggled and said, "Sir, what are you doing?"

"Come on, baby! I'll give you a large tip as you want!" The guest did not let go of her waist and kept pulling her into his arms. "Let me go! I won't go out with you!"

"Don't pretend to be pure. A bar girl won't go out with a guest? Are you kidding me? You're in trouble now!"

The guest got angry and his behaviors became rude. He almost dragged Wendy Lim into the room.

Wendy Lim was going crazy, but she was no match for the man's strength. Her hands clinging on the door frame were relaxing. However, at this time, there was no colleague in the corridor. Wendy Lim was in a panic, and then she heard some footsteps. Wendy Lim looked up and saw Charlie Hogg was walking toward her.

She was delighted and opened her mouth, "Mr Ho..."

Wendy Lim didn't call out his name because Charlie Hogg passed by her without eye contact. His expression was cold, as if he didn't see her or didn't know her at all.

Wendy Lim looked at Charlie Hogg's face. She remembered that day, that she was bleeding while he was watching calmly.

Charlie Hogg walked with long strides and disappeared at the corner of the corridor with her assistant soon.

Wendy Lim couldn't believe it and moved her eyes away from Charlie Hogg. Desperation emerged in her heart. Her hands had been pulled off the door frame, and she was pulled into the room by the guest. The guest's smirk was lingering in her ears.

Suddenly, she heard a muffled bang.

Wendy Lim lost control and fell to the ground. She looked back and saw that the lascivious guest was clutching his head and crying out in pain. Blood was flowing through his fingers, and next to him was an ashtray stained with blood. Wendy Lim looked at the door. There was a slender figure leaning against it. The man said in a lethargic way, "Only a loser will force a woman!"