"Why the hell are you so rude?"
Owen's bodyguard barked angrily, only to be halted by Owen himself.
Owen said calmly, "I'm inviting you three ladies for a drink, and I'll join you for a few. But it might not be lively enough with just me. You can go ahead and book a room. I'll call some friends over to make it more fun for you guys."
"You guys go with them to book the room. I need to make a phone call."
Owen instructed his bodyguards to accompany them, and then he took off.
Lucinda and the other two girls were taken aback.
Cecilia felt like she might have stirred up some trouble.
She thought that if she teased Owen a bit, he would drop any suspicions, ignore her or scold her, and then leave.
But it was out of her imagination that Owen would actually accept their invitation and join them for a few drinks.
He even said that he would bring over more people to make things livelier.
"What do we do now?" Cecilia whispered to her friends.
"I have a bad feeling about this."
Lucinda whispered back, "Me too."
"Ladies, this way please."
Owen's bodyguards surrounded the three of them, preventing them from leaving, and gestured for them to follow.
Looking at the tall and formidable bodyguards, Cecilia thought Owen was really overdoing it, bringing so many bodyguards just to meet a client.
Tiffany was the calmest. She nonchalantly instructed the Martinez family's bodyguards, "Room eight."
Upon hearing the room number from Tiffany, Owen's bodyguards immediately led them straight to that room.
Cecilia and Lucinda exchanged glances.
Since they were already there, they had to go through with it.
As long as they didn't remove their makeup, even if Owen had doubts, he wouldn't be able to confirm their identities.
With that comforting thought, they felt a bit better and followed Tiffany, even cracking a few jokes along the way.
After leaving the club, Owen called Stefan.
As soon as Stefan answered, he asked without preamble, "Mr. Coleman, is your wife at home?"
"What does my wife's whereabouts have to do with you?"
"It doesn't concern me, but if she's been a bad influence on Cecilia, then it absolutely does."
Stefan frowned, "Owen, if you have something to say, just spit it out. Don't beat around the bush."
"I'm at the Neon Nectar Nightclub."
"Seems like your clients all like to spend their money in such places,"
Stefan shot back at him sarcastically. Then he asked, "Owen, did you see Lucy at the Neon Nectar Nightclub?"
Only the barista and Basil were left in the coffee shop.
Cecilia and Lucy were nowhere to be seen.
He called, but it was the barista who answered. She told him that a friend had come to see Lucy and she had left with her. They had left in such a hurry that they even forgot their phones.
Stefan also called Cecilia's phone, again it was the barista who answered.
He knew that something was off.
They had deliberately left their phones behind in the coffee shop so he wouldn't be able to reach them.
After getting a call from Zoey, his suspicions were confirmed. But even Tiffany's phone was off, leaving Stefan clueless about his wife's whereabouts.
And when Stefan received Owen's call, everything clicked into place.
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