447: Chapter 454: 4 Mischievous Friends 447: Chapter 454: 4 Mischievous Friends John Brown handed the gift to Emily Jenkins and imdiately said, “Emily, alright, you should head ho.
My friends are here now, so I won’t be seeing you off.”
Emily Jenkins let out an “oh,” then asked, “Big Brother Brown, are you going ho tonight?”
“I… won’t be back.”
Emily Jenkins pouted and said, “Oh, then I won’t get to eat the food you cook tonight.
I haven’t eaten your cooking in days.”
Martin Miller and the others, hearing Emily Jenkins say this, were further convinced that she and Jas Brown were cohabitating.
Otherwise, how else would she eat his cooking?
Martin let out a mischievous laugh and said, “Emily, if you don’t mind, how about we head over to your place tonight for so free dinner?”
Emily Jenkins imdiately brightened up and said, “Sure, sure, you are welco anyti.”
Jas Brown imdiately frowned and said, “No way.
We have other plans.
Emily, hurry ho now.
Go straight ho and don’t wander around.”
Emily Jenkins reluctantly agreed, pouting slightly before she left.
Jas Brown pulled Emily Jenkins aside and whispered, “Emily, don’t tell Gina or Lucy Campbell about seeing .”
“Why?
Oh, are you sneaking out to have fun?” Emily Jenkins was initially confused but quickly covered her mouth, snickering.
Jas Brown sighed and said, “It’s not like that.
You’ll understand when you see Gina.
But you must listen to Big Brother Brown—don’t ntion seeing , and don’t ntion seeing them either.”
Seeing how serious Jas Brown looked, Emily Jenkins instinctively nodded.
Jas Brown still didn’t feel at ease and added firmly, “Also, don’t show anyone the stuff they gave you.
Even though it’s fake, if soone sees it, they’ll think it’s real.
If the wrong people find out you’re carrying sothing so valuable, you’ll be in trouble.”
Emily Jenkins stuck out her tongue and said, “You’re right.
I can’t tell the difference, but wow, they made it look real.”
“Yeah, keep this in mind—pretend you didn’t see today.
Whatever happens, don’t tell Gina or Lucy Campbell.
Got it?
Or else Big Brother Brown won’t cook for you again, nor will I consider you a friend in the future.”
Emily Jenkins quickly nodded vigorously and said, “Okay, okay, I swear I’ll keep it a secret.
I definitely won’t tell Sister Gina or Sister Emily.”
“Not just them.
Don’t tell Sandra or anyone else either.”
Emily Jenkins stuck out her tongue again and said, “I was just about to ask if I could tell Sister Sandra.”
Jas Brown was startled.
Luckily, he reacted fast.
Otherwise, Emily Jenkins, who couldn’t keep a secret, would surely spill the beans to Emily Lopez.
“When Big Brother Brown is back, I’ll make sure to thank you properly, cooking up all sorts of delicious food for you.
Just rember that, okay?” Jas Brown offered Emily Jenkins a figurative carrot.
“I promise,” Emily Jenkins nodded repeatedly, finally leaving under Jas Brown’s concerned gaze.
After Emily Jenkins left, Jas Brown brought the group to a hotel.
Gathered in a single room, Martin Miller complained, “Hey, Boss, you’re being stingy.
We’ve co all the way here, and you didn’t even invite us to your place as guests.”
Jas Brown chuckled bitterly, “What ho?
Your big bro here is officially holess now.
All we’ve got is this hotel.”
“No way,” the group looked at Jas Brown with disbelief.
Jas Brown knew he wouldn’t be able to hide the truth from them and confessed, “My wife kicked out, so now I’m without a roof over my head.”
The group was montarily stunned, then burst into laughter.
Martin nudged Jas Brown with his shoulder while suppressing his laughter and said, “Let guess, your wife caught wind of you sneaking around with that Emily girl?”
“No, not that.
Emily Berns—she showed up with my child.
My wife wasn’t going to stand for it.”
“Emily Berns?
Wasn’t she the girl clinging to you back when we were on that mission years ago?
Didn’t she turn into a celebrity later?
When did she have your kid?”
During that mission, Martin Miller had also been present and tried to win over Emily Berns himself, though she showed zero interest in him and only had eyes for Jas Brown.
This rejection had irked Martin, who later found out about Jas and Emily’s relationship directly from Jas.
“Just that one ti, and she got pregnant.
Then, without telling , she gave birth to the kid,” Jas Brown said, clearly disheartened.
Martin’s eyes widened before he gave a thumbs-up and said, “Boss, you are the man!
I an, what devotion must she have to secretly have your child despite not even being able to find you?
That’s deep love right there.”
The other three were unaware of Jas Brown’s past with Emily Berns and now looked at him with admiration.
Mark Smith said, “Wow, Boss, I’m seriously impressed.
I’ve been a fan of Emily Berns too.
Who would’ve thought she’d already given birth to your kid?
You better get so signed photos.”
Jas Brown sighed and said, “I can’t stand the sight of her now.
Let’s drop the subject.”
Martin Miller lightened the mood and said, “Alright, let’s leave it.
Now that we’re here, Boss, shouldn’t you treat us to so fun?”
Jas Brown cheerfully replied, “Absolutely, I’ll make sure you guys have a blast tonight.”
The group wasn’t interested in serious discussions.
Even though Joseph was a formidable figure, with a team of five here, they didn’t consider him a major threat—not out of arrogance, but true confidence in their abilities, bolstered by their bond with Jas.
Right now, the priority was catching up with old friends.
These guys had visited high-end spots in the Capital of SSUP and across the world, leaving their mark at luxurious venues.
In YODC City, Jas Brown didn’t even bother taking them sowhere fancy; instead, he brought them straight to a roadside barbeque joint.
There, they stripped off their jackets, bared their arms, and dug into grilled at and cheap beer—it was pure indulgence.
Since returning to YODC City, Jas Brown hadn’t enjoyed such carefree camaraderie.
With these comrades, he could relax completely, letting his army-instilled frankness shine.
Martin Miller suddenly raised his glass and said, “Boss, now that we’re tipsy, isn’t it ti we found a place for so livelier entertainnt?” He winked at Jas Brown.
Jas imdiately understood and laughed—back in the day, after finishing missions, their go-to for unwinding involved nights at clubs, bars, and other such places.
“Sure, it’s on tonight.
Have fun however you want!”
“Haha, Boss, you really know how to take care of us.
Lead the way!”
Jas opted against taking them to places like L Hotel, where people knew him.
Bringing these four back wasn’t about flaunting; he wanted to keep a low profile and avoid recognition.
Instead, he took them to a sauna lounge where they indulged in a soak.
After unwinding, they moved upstairs for foot massages.
The four extroverts couldn’t resist flirting with the female masseuses—charming, seasoned Casanovas that they were—and soon had them giggling uncontrollably.
“Hey, bring us so girls,” Mark Smith casually said.
The lounge staff imdiately ca over and asked, “How many would you like, sir?”
Mark Smith replied, “Can’t you see there are five of us?
Get five.”
Jas Brown quickly waved his hand and said, “No need for five—four is fine, I don’t need one.”
Martin Miller and the others looked at Jas Brown like he’d grown a second head.
Martin snickered, “Boss, you’ve been kicked out by your wife, and now you’re acting all virtuous?
Co on, even married n need to let loose once in a while.”
Jas Brown exhaled a smoke ring and said, “I’m trying to turn over a new leaf.
I’m done with that sort of stuff.
You guys go enjoy yourselves.”
“Boring!” All four of them flashed Jas their middle fingers.
Despite Jas’s resistance, they dragged him into a private room and had the staff bring in company.
Jas didn’t argue further, knowing his friends wouldn’t let him off the hook.
But he had lost interest in such encounters.
When the girl arrived, he simply asked her to massage his legs and struck up a casual conversation.
The girl found it odd, but earning money without needing to “serve” was fine by her.
In the room, Jas’s thoughts wandered to Emma Campbell.
If Emma hadn’t t him back then but soone else instead, he shuddered to imagine what kind of path her life might’ve followed.
Thankfully, Emma avoided a misguided path and ended up with him.
Still, Jas couldn’t shake the uncertainty about whether his vague, undefined relationship with Emma was truly in her best interest.
Suddenly, there was a commotion outside—footsteps sounding chaotic and intent.
Jas’s brows furrowed; such a sound usually signaled unwelco trouble.
Though not expecting Joseph’s people to locate them so soon, Jas doubted it could be that.
After all, experts on par with those Joseph had lost were rare on his side.
A large-scale move against Jas seed unlikely.
“Police!
Nobody move!” The door burst open, followed by a commanding shout.
Jas Brown couldn’t help but laugh bitterly—what were the odds of being caught up in an anti-vice raid?
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