You Are The Apple of My Eyes novel Chapter 561

John and Tim both adopted solemn expressions on their faces as they stared at each other. The others didn't dare to breathe heavily.

Only the soft song could be heard in their ears. The girl's hand holding the microphone was shaking uncontrollably. Her heart was in her throat, and she didn't dare to stop or make any sort of mistake.

"What's your name? That's quite a good song." Tim turned his head and looked at the girl, only to find her whole body trembling. He impatiently barked, "I just praised you, but you're shaking like this. Get out of here and find someone else to sing."

Rather relieved, the girl ran out with her head down.

Now all that played was some quiet background music floating in the room.

"Please sit," Tim said, looking at the people in front of him as he waived his hand.

John and Adrian did as they were told. With a cold expression on his face, Richard stood beside them.

"You're quite annoying. Go to the corner. I'm not going to hurt your boss," Tim told Richard.

Richard didn't move a muscle. He would only follow John's orders.

John's and Tim's eyes met again and rather surprisingly, they were calm.

It seemed that Tim didn't want to offend him.

"Richard." John spoke up. As expected, Richard understood and backed away slightly.

A smile appeared on Tim's face. He lit a cigarette and puffed out the smoke.

"John. I've heard a lot of things about you. Your name seems to strike fear into many people. I thought you were quite impressive. After I look into you, I found I was wrong. You just have a good family background and a handsome face. And many women want to have sex with you," Tim began.

Born to a gangster lifestyle, Tim grew up killing people with lawless criminals. The only reason he was alive was because he constantly risked his life.

Both his manner and words were very obscene. Just as what Henry said, he was a ruthless man.

John frowned but swiftly relaxed his eyebrows once more. He'd just wait and listen to Tim.

John and Tim were actually quite different.

John was known to have deathly cold eyes and a frightening aura while still being respected and noble.

Tim had no such balance. He was cruel to the core.

Even if John was cruel, he still had a righteous aura about him. Tim was like a devil, shrouded by cruelty.

That could be seen by the thugs he surrounded himself with.

His two subordinates on the sofa flirted with their women. They were fat and ugly. They even carried cash to flaunt their wealth. When the women made them happy, they would slip money into their bras.

They whispered in the unusually quiet room.

Tim reached out and pinched the buttocks of one of the women. "Go and ask two beautiful women to come over and serve Mr. Shi and Mr. Song."

"No, thanks," John finally said.

The killing intent flashed in Tim's eyes. "What's wrong? Are you impotent? Or are you afraid that your wife will find out? Women shouldn't meddle in men's affairs. If my woman dares to meddle in my affairs, I won't hesitate in teaching her a lesson."

Tim glared at the woman, rushing her to follow his orders. "Go and call them in."

The woman walked towards the door, twisting her waist.

A sharp light flashed across John's eyes as he coldly retorted, "I'm not like you. These women are dirty in my eyes."

"You!" Tim was beginning to lose his patience.

John said he was not like Tim and the women here were dirty.