Aurora Club was the biggest nightclub in Hallsbay, bedecked with neon lights, boozes, and hedonistic existences. That decadent place was infested with endless trading involving bodily pleasures.
He wants me to go to Aurora Club. I can't believe he's asking me to go to a nightclub.
Victoria felt desolate as she took in the luxurious and elegant interior design.
Ultimately, she had been the only one holding on to the wishful thinking.
The loving, understanding, and caring young man who used to hold her gently in his arms had long disappeared with time and was nowhere to be found anymore.
Victoria knew Lionel's revenge was just about to start, but little did she anticipate his desire to humiliate her so thoroughly.
Lionel, I suppose your goal for spending so much effort into this scheme is to force me to concede, right? Well, you've won.
Meanwhile, inside the Saunders residence, Vincent, seemingly in poor health, shut his eyes and leaned back on the couch as if he was taking a short rest.
“Mr. Saunders, Sean called earlier and informed me that Ms. Victoria went to Aurora Club. I think Mr. Lionel had invited her over.”
Upon hearing that, Vincent opened his eyes at once, staggered to his feet, and bellowed, “What is that brat trying to do? Did he ask my daughter to go to the nightclub to put her to shame?”
With that, he immediately strode toward the door of the living room with the help of his walking stick.
At that sight, the butler hurriedly halted Vincent and said anxiously, “Mr. Saunders, Mr. Lionel loathes you. Your presence there will only provoke his anger and flame his desire to torment Ms. Victoria in worse ways. Since this is an unavoidable entanglement between them, you should just let Ms. Victoria do as she sees fit.”
Vincent's legs turned to jelly, stumbling a few steps backward, and fell back onto the couch.
“This is truly an ill-fated relationship. Still, I can't just sit back and watch my daughter suffer this humiliation. Call Ms. Bailey and beg her to make a trip to Aurora Club.”
A conflicted expression spread across the old butler's face. “But Ms. Jefferson already said she would not interfere in Ms. Victoria's matter anymore and that Ms. Victoria should make her own decisions now.”
Vincent closed his eyes while wearing a grimace. The signs of old age had etched themselves on his mature face. Before those misfortunes befell the Saunders family, Vincent did not appear as ancient and frail, but at that moment, he seemed more vulnerable than ever.
“Don't worry, Mr. Saunders. I've thought of someone who can rescue Ms. Victoria from that predicament. Please wait here while I contact him at once.”
With that, the butler dashed out of the living room without turning back.
Tears streamed down Vincent's face as he took in the spacious yet empty living room.
At the same time, at Aurora Club's parking lot, Victoria was brought before a Rolls-Royce by two bodyguards in black outfits.
As one of the bodyguards opened the car door, Victoria noticed the interior was pitch black.
“Ms. Saunders, Mr. Gezmond has invited you to join him inside the car.”
Victoria bit her lip.
She had been asking around about Lionel's whereabouts recently, yet she failed to find any information. At that moment, he was right in front of her. She could finally meet with him if she took another step forward, but uneasiness filled her chest.
There was a voice in Victoria's heart, continuously reminding her that once she took that step forward, she would be venturing into an endless hell with no way out.
“This way, Ms. Saunders.”
The bodyguard's voice pulled her back to her senses.
After scanning her surroundings and taking in the deserted parking lot, she smiled bitterly and got into the car.
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