However, Jasper was not scared at all. He walked straight to the private room without glancing sideways.
Behind Jasper, John’s face was pale. He kept swallowing his saliva and did not dare to look at the thugs on both sides.
When they got to the door of the private room, John, who wanted so badly to run away from this corridor, took the initiative to grab the doorknob.
With a smack, one of the men who looked like the leader of the thugs smacked John’s hand away.
“Mr. Lewis said you have to kneel and crawl into the room if you want to go in!”
The head of the thugs had a buzzcut and was showing off the sinister-looking tattoos all over his arms. He snickered, and his eyes were filled with sinister glints.
John was shaking from anger. However, he did not dare to say anything, so he turned his eyes to Jasper.
Jasper glanced at the head of the thugs and increased the volume of his voice to say to the person behind the door, “Hugh, is this how you treat your guests?”
The private room was dead silent.
“Alright, if you think these thugs can hold up the facade, then you can have fun on your own.”
After he said that, Jasper turned around to walk away.
The moment he turned around, the door of the private room opened.
The inside of the room was huge. There was a big round table that was filled with food. Hugh was sitting on the main seat that was facing the door in an imposing and forthright manner. He was holding a piece of roast chicken, and his face was greasy from chomping down on it.
On the other seats of the round table were a few of the people Jasper knew and had seen in Royce Villa before. They looked as if they were sitting on pins and needles.
Behind Hugh were a few tall and sturdy bodyguards.
He had the manner of the head of the mafia.
“Haha, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. My men were insensible. Guys, please come in.”
Hugh grinned and said. He pointed at the seat opposite him with his greasy finger. “There. I saved those seats for you guys.”
Jasper led John into the room and sat down directly.
Hugh stood up and walked to John so that he was behind him. He wiped his greasy hands on John’s suit and chortled. “Did you bring the money?”
“What money?” Jasper asked him back indifferently.
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