"You don’t know her, do you know ?"
Craig Landers looked at the man and spoke coldly.
He got kicked by soone again!
Knowing that soone is trying to stand up for Elara Don, he will ask that soone to compensate him for his pants later!
"Uh, so it’s Mr. Landers? This chick..."
"Getting disgraceful after a few drinks, let go already!"
No sense at all.
Craig Landers waved his hand, looking impatient.
"Yes, yes."
The man glanced at Elena Soo, visibly regretful.
This famous Passionate Club was Craig Landers’ property.
No one expected Elena Soo to have such a powerful backing.
"Thank you."
Elena Soo breathed a sigh of relief, straightening her clothes and giving Craig Landers a grateful smile.
"No need to thank , I’m only helping for Charlotte Soo’s sake."
Craig Landers revealed eight teeth in a charming smile.
Elena Soo looked at him, then glanced at Elara Don, her eyes showing curiosity.
"Mr. Landers, thank you for your assistance."
Elara Don held onto Elena Soo, thanking him politely yet distantly.
"No need to be polite. After all, you’re the woman Tom has his eyes on, aren’t you?"
Craig Landers glanced at Damon Hawke with a aningful smile.
Damon Hawke looked straight ahead, acting as part of the background.
After all, his current role was as a bodyguard, so he didn’t need to speak unless necessary.
However, Craig Landers’ words did bring a look of satisfaction to his face.
No wonder he was his brother, knowing just when to draw attention to him.
"Ahem, Mr. Landers, you’re quite the joker."
Elara Don glanced at Damon Hawke, feeling a bit flustered.
What is this about being the woman Damon Hawke has his eyes on?
She rely asked him to pretend to be her boyfriend in private.
Is this man loose-tongued, telling everything to others?
Elara Don temporarily dismissed the wild thoughts in her mind, turning to Elena Soo, "Elena, are you okay?"
"I’m alright."
"Are you working part-ti here?"
"Yes."
Elena Soo finished adjusting her clothes, a hint of sadness crossing her face.
Elara Don observed her expression, "Elena, are you facing so difficulties?"
Otherwise, why would a proper white-collar lady be promoting drinks at a club at night?
In a normal family, at her age, she should be dating a boyfriend.
"Yes. My mother has cancer and needs chemotherapy, which is quite costly. So I take part-ti jobs after work to earn so money."
Elena Soo hesitated slightly, speaking with difficulty.
I see.
Another filial and pitiable girl.
Elara Don felt a surge of compassion towards Elena Soo.
"Charlotte, thank you again, I have to get back to work."
Elena Soo finished speaking, bowed to the group, and gave Elara Don a gentle smile before quickly leaving.
Her slender figure, both fragile and resilient.
Elara Don thought of her own difficult life in recent years, feeling a bit emotional.
"Elena is a good girl, I really hope a kind person can help her."
Money isn’t everything, but without money, nothing is possible.
"Ahem, this girl is Elena, right? At the very least, she’s a temp worker here, I’ll think of sothing."
Kicked again and again!
Soone, do you have to be so annoying!
Using him as a cover just to chase after a woman?
If it weren’t for them being brothers, he’d love to just walk away!
Craig Landers glanced at Damon Hawke, wishing he could tear that fake face off his mask.
"Mr. Landers, you’re willing to help Elena? That’s great!"
Elara Don was surprised and sincerely extended a good guy card, "Mr. Landers, you’re truly a good person."
"Eh, it’s nothing."
Craig Landers waved his hand; after all, he was just moving his lips.
Soone else would take care of the follow-up.
"Pfft!"
Leia Quinn, who hadn’t spoken, couldn’t hold back and let out a laugh.
Craig Landers looked over at her, "Dr. Quinn, what’s so funny?"
"Oh, nothing, just laughed when I felt like it?"
Leia Quinn’s smile slightly reined in.
"Do you think Elly was wrong?"
Craig Landers narrowed his long eyes, revealing so mischief.
"No way, Mr. Landers is just a charming and suave good guy, making countless beauties willingly bow before you."
Leia Quinn spoke with a aningful undertone.
Was that an insinuation that he was a playboy?
Seducing won through such ans?
Craig Landers felt wronged this ti.
However...
"Thank you for the complint, Dr. Quinn! Co on, let’s find a seat, there’s a performance tonight."
Misunderstood if misunderstood.
After all, that’s just life.
Quite thick-skinned.
Leia Quinn secretly mocked, pulling Elara Don a step back.
"Elly, is this Tom really Craig Landers’ bodyguard?"
She secretly observed him, not missing the interaction between him and Craig Landers.
She felt that this Thomas King was not simple.
More like friends with Craig Landers, rather than a subordinate relationship.
"That’s what he says, and Craig Landers hasn’t denied it."
Elara Don watched Damon Hawke’s back ahead, her eyes flickering slightly.
Here it cos again!
She’s going to overlay his back with soone else’s again.
Stop it!
"Craig Landers is not simple either. Who knows if what he says is true? You should be more careful and investigate this Thomas King more."
Leia Quinn glanced at Craig Landers, who was being hit on by won, with a look of disdain.
"Chloe, I’m dying of curiosity, don’t you like Craig Landers? How did you two et?"
Elara Don was filled with gossipy eagerness and wished Leia Quinn would just tell her about how she t Craig Landers.
"Well..."
"Ladies, please."
The four had reached a booth in the center of the second floor.
Craig Landers made a gentlemanly gesture inviting them.
"I’ll tell you when we get back."
Leia Quinn whispered, letting Elara Don sit down while she went to the restroom.
Elara Don had to put away her curiosity, giving Craig Landers a deep look, wondering what exactly he did to offend Leia Quinn.
"What are you looking at?"
A low male voice suddenly whispered in her ear, the warm breath tickling the fine hairs on her earlobe, itching right to her heart.
Elara Don instinctively turned her head, and her lips brushed against the man’s thin lips.
Elara Don: "..."
Soone, do you have to be so close to her!
"Why are you leaning so close?"
Elara Don wiped her mouth, moving slightly away, her ears inexplicably hot.
Her heart raced.
Under the colorful lights, the woman’s beautiful face lit up and dimd, exuding a bit of allure.
That unintentional coquettish voice acted like a catalyst, making one’s blood boil.
Damon Hawke’s Adam’s apple bobbed slightly, running his thumb over his thin lips, eyes dark.
"Why are you staring at Craig Landers so much? Do you really fancy him just because he helped your friend?"
If that’s the case, he’d really feel wronged.
"I wasn’t staring at Craig Landers all the ti? Can’t you think straight, why always think that way?"
Elara Don glared at the man leaning over, pushing his face away.
"No thoughts about him?"
"I’m not a lovesick fool."
"Hm, stop staring at n so much."
"Haha, Thomas King, mind your business! I’ll keep staring at others!"
Elara Don annoyedly glared at Damon Hawke, seeing the band on stage preparing to perform, looking imdiately excited.
"Wow, it’s The BY Band! That’s aweso, my favorite in my younger days!"
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