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"Sir, aren't you going to check on her?" Rick asked, knowing full well that Gordon was the most concerned about
Sophie's safety. Clubs like Nightshade weren't exactly known for their safety.
Gordon, however, remained unruffled. "The meeting continues," he said calmly.
Rick was taken aback. Continue? Really? But he didn't dare question it, and neither did the other executives, who
quickly resumed their meeting, seven picking up the pace as if sensing a shift in the room's energy.
Meanwhile, over at Nightshade, Jenna was well on her way to being drunk. She glanced at her phone-an entire
hour had passed since they arrived.
Why hasn't Gordon's crew shown up yet? It didn't add up. There's no way Gordon, who cherished Sophie like a
treasure, would let her run amok like this. Something's fishy!
Just as Jenna was piecing things together, a bodyguard from the Dennis family barged in, scanning the crowd for
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"Ms. Jenna! Ms. Jenna!" he called, pushing his way through until he finally reached her.
"What are you doing here after hours?" Jenna frowned.
The bodyguard looked serious. "There's an emergency at the company. An urgent meeting is happening right
now. You need to get back immediately!"
"What? Everything was fine when | left," Jenna said, her expression darkening. Sophie, standing nearby, chimed
in, "Jenna, is something wrong?"
"Be a good girl and wait here for me. I'll be back once I've sorted this out," Jenna assured her. Then she yelled
over to Harold, who was surrounded by a flock of admirers, "Harold! Keep an eye on Sophie, or you'll be in big
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Harold wanted to help, but with so many people around, how could he even move?
Sophie stood in the middle of the dance floor, sipping on a drink that was as sweet as juice. Before she knew it,
she'd had another. Turns out, alcohol wasn't all that bad, she thought. No wonder adults liked it.
Outside, more people were trickling in. Sophie noticed that the crowd was thinning out, as if everyone had
suddenly received sbad news that sent them packing with sullen looks. Even the women around Harold
disappeared after getting messages from their bodyguards.
Finally, Rick appeared, helping a drunken Harold out of the club.
As soon as Sophie saw Rick, she instinctively wanted to follow, but before she
could, she collided with something solid-a chest.
Looking up, she found herself face-to-face with Gordon. He was still in his business suit, like he'd just wrapped up
a meeting.
Sophie, her eyes hazy from the
alcohol, stared at him for a moment before it, clicked. "Brother..." she said, feeling a wave of emotion swell up. "I
didn't mean to chere to party.
| thought you weren't coming for me."
Seeing Sophie so tipsy and vulnerable, Gordon felt a mix of amusement and exasperation. He gently pinched her
nose. "Did you enjoy it?"
"...It was alright. Makes you feel all light and floaty," Sophie giggled, clinging to him tightly.
"Sir, the car's ready," Rick announced as he walked in, just in tto see Gordon lift Sophie into his arms. "Let's
get going," Gordon said.
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