In Love, Never Say Never (Ashton Fuller and Scarlett Stovall)

The manager came back after sending the fatty away. He glared at the female worker and reprimanded, "Yvonne, you know the rules here. The boss is generous, so spend a night with him and you'll be highly rewarded."

"Why don't you do it?" I got up and walked toward the manager. "According to your logic, how about you take off your clothes here and perform an erotic dance on the stage? I'll give you a hundred thousand. What do you think?"

"Ms. Stovall, this..." The manager stuttered before rephrasing his sentence. "Ms. Stovall, your jokes are so funny."

I wore a serious expression, as I clarified that I wasn't fooling around. "I mean it. If one hundred isn't enough for you, let's make it two hundred. Is that enough?" The expenses in K City were quite high, but the income of the workers without proficiency qualifications was less than ten thousand.

The manager's expression fell as he looked at me. "Ms. Stovall, I didn't offend you or anything. You wrecked my place and demanded such an unreasonable request. You can't trample on us commoners just because you have a powerful family background."

"Haha!" I chuckled. "Manager, may I know your name please?"

He was stunned for a moment. "I'm Long."

I nodded. "Hello, Mr. Long. As a manager, shouldn't you stop those unreasonable customers from hitting your workers? I can understand if you're busy and didn't notice Yvonne was hit by the man. However, after the incident, shouldn't you understand the situation first before giving her punishment?"

After pausing for a moment, I folded my arms and continued, "Oh right! From what you said, I bet you knew why she was beaten. She has the freedom of choosing the way she wants to earn money. Not only did you not defend her, you humiliated her. Mr. Long, transactional sex with customers is illegal according to the law. At the very least, you'll have to get her consent first. There is nothing wrong if she disagrees to being beaten."

"What was that supposed to mean, Ms. Stovall? Are you here to wreck my business?" The manager's expression turned grim. Once he spoke his words, a few men dressed in black showed up beside him. It seemed like they were bodyguards.

Raising my brows, I said, "That's very arrogant." They know my identity, but they are so blatantly standing up against me. It seems like someone powerful is backing them.

I turned to John and asked, "Who owns the Imperial Hotel?"

The latter cocked his brows as he looked at Emery, who was sipping on her wine.

So, the Moore family owns the Imperial Hotel.

The woman noticed my gaze on her and grinned with delight. "Ms. Stovall, let's be friends."

I put on a fake smile. "What a unique way to befriend someone, Ms. Moore."

She shrugged and said with no hesitation. "I'm not some honorable woman, so there's nothing wrong with me using methods like this. Now, it's up to you."

Her words made me feel like laughing. "You're quite forceful in making friends, Ms. Moore. If I don't agree, are you going to make us stay?"

Emery hurriedly shook her head. "Nope. I'll think of other solutions if you're don't agree. However, you guys can't leave her alone. After all, she has angered the man. That fatty wouldn't dare to go against the Stovall family, but he may seek revenge on me."

Upon hearing her words, John scoffed. "Ms. Moore, your nightclub has been going on smoothly all these years. Are you scared of a nouveau riche like him?"

"Of course not," Emery replied before looking at Yvonne. "I'm not scared, but she is. That fatty can't do anything to me, but he may lay his hands on her."

So she means I'll have to take Yvonne under my wing.

John clicked his tongue and turned to look at Yvonne. "Miss, do you mind finding another job?"

Wow!

Is John trying to poach people openly?

Yvonne was startled. She turned to Emery with a smile plastered on her face, as she didn't know what to do.

Emery curled her lips and smiled. "So you have decided to become my friend, Mr. Stovall?"

John cocked his brows while he smirked devilishly. "Well, it doesn't hurt having more friends."

The woman chuckled and said, "Alright. Then that's it!" With a satisfied smile on her face, she turned to Yvonne and beckoned at her. "Mr. Stovall had given his words. Are you refusing his help?" Yvonne widened her eyes in surprise and hurriedly bowed at John. "Mr. Stovall, thank you for saving my life."

The latter held onto his forehead and sighed helplessly. "Enough. Don't be so serious about it."

With that, he checked his watch and looked at Yvonne. "Do you have your phone with you?"

The woman nodded and hurriedly took out her phone.

John took over her phone before typing a string of numbers. When he was done, he returned her phone and instructed, "Call this number tomorrow and tell him I asked you to."