92: Chapter 92 Emily Jenkins’s Trouble 92: Chapter 92 Emily Jenkins’s Trouble After Lucy Campbell left, Jas Brown furrowed his brows.
Although he had been casual in his conversation with her, he had constantly been thinking about her reason for visiting, yet he couldn’t figure out her intentions.
But one thing was clear to Jas, Lucy’s presence here was indeed troubleso.
Although he was no longer actively serving, he couldn’t neglect Lucy’s safety, especially since she held an extraordinary status in A Nation.
If sothing were to happen to her, the impact would be significant.
He stubbed out his cigarette and walked out of his apartnt, looked around the corridor, and noticed several strategically placed hidden caras covering the entire stairwell.
Inside the stairwell, both upstairs and downstairs, caras were installed as well.
This ant that anyone attempting to approach via the stairs would imdiately be noticed by those responsible for protecting Lucy.
Jas also knew that at any given ti, there was definitely at least one bodyguard staying in a room on each floor tasked with Lucy’s safety.
Once back in his apartnt, Jas peeked outside and saw more caras on the exterior wall, rendering it impossible for anyone to sneak into Lucy’s apartnt unnoticed.
Overall, the protection in place for Lucy seed adequate.
However, for Jas, this was extrely uncomfortable.
Not only was Lucy being protected, but he himself was also under surveillance, which impeded his freedom.
But Jas could do nothing to stop this; Lucy’s presence had indeed brought him a fair amount of trouble.
He wondered when she would leave so he could get back to his own life.
Although Jas had once saved Lucy, he never dwelt on that incident.
It was just one of the many assignnts he had undertaken, nothing particularly morable.
His phone rang; it was Emily Jenkins, whom he hadn’t seen for so days.
Jas answered the call, and Emily’s anxious voice ca through, “Big Brother Brown, can you co and pick up?”
“What’s wrong?”
“This guy is bothering , and I can’t get away.”
“Where are you?”
“I’m in room 302 at Moonlight Casino.
I’m hiding in the bathroom calling you; please hurry.”
The call was filled with the noise of loud music, evidently signaling that Emily, a beautiful flight attendant, was in trouble.
She thought of him first when in trouble, showing her trust, and he couldn’t just ignore her request.
So, Jas put on his clothes and opened his apartnt door.
While he was pressing the elevator button, the door next to him also opened.
Lucy, dressed in casual attire, walked out and asked with a smile, “Where are you going?”
“I’m going to pick up a neighbor.”
Lucy clearly knew who he was referring to, and directly asked, “What’s wrong with her?”
Knowing that Lucy would understand, Jas didn’t elaborate much and simply replied, “She ran into so trouble and asked for my help.”
“I’ll co with you.”
“Why would you co along?”
“Well, I don’t have anything else to do.
Besides, she’s your neighbor and soon to be mine too.
We all live on the sa floor; helping each other is only right.”
Jas did not stop her, reasoning that if sothing ca up, it’s better to have Lucy’s bodyguard take action than himself.
Pleased that Jas agreed, Lucy seed quite happy.
Ten minutes later, they had arrived at Moonlight Casino.
At the entrance, Jas frowned and asked, “Why didn’t you bring a bodyguard?”
“I’m a regular person; why would I have a bodyguard?
Besides, with you here, is there a better bodyguard I could ask for?”
Jas was speechless.
He had originally thought to rely on Lucy’s bodyguard to handle any issues, but now it seed he would have to deal with them himself.
In the private room where Emily was, there were six people, three n and three won.
The n, around twenty-five or twenty-six years old and well-dressed, clearly ca from wealthy backgrounds.
The won were all flight attendants, wearing their uniforms, though the uniforms of two were considerably disheveled due to the n next to them, while Emily’s clothes remained neat.
“Miss Jenkins, what do you say?” The man sitting next to her, Brian Johnson, whose father was the chairman of a major corporation in YODC City with assets over one million dollars, placed a check in front of Emily and said, “If you agree to spend a month with , this money is yours.”
The other two flight attendants, however, were greedily eyeing the check, which bore the amount of one million dollars—a tempting offer indeed.
They had t many wealthy people before, but it was rare to find one as generous as this.
At this mont, Emily Jenkins shook her head and said firmly, “I’m sorry, I won’t agree.”
Brian Johnson’s face imdiately darkened as he said, “Miss Jenkins, are you asking for too much?
I could find a celebrity to accompany for a month for one million dollars without a problem.”
Emily’s face turned ugly as she responded, “Young Master Johnson, I’m sorry, I don’t want to sell myself.”
One of the flight attendants imdiately said, “Emily, don’t be foolish, it’s one million dollars.
We wouldn’t earn that in ten years, and here you are making it in one month.”
The other flight attendant also joined in, “Yeah, Emily, it’s just for one month, not like you have to be a lover for a lifeti.
After a month, you can do whatever you want.
If you want to date your boyfriend, then date him.”
Emily was extrely frustrated.
She had just gotten off the plane today when two of her colleagues invited her to go out.
At the ti, they hadn’t ntioned anyone else, so she agreed.
However, upon arrival, she discovered three n were also present.
Thinking she had two companions with her, she wasn’t scared at first.
But as her companions got along hotly with the other two n, she felt sothing was off and wanted to leave.
However, two bodyguards at the door refused to let her out, so she hurriedly ran to the restroom and called Jas Brown.
When she ca out again, Brian Johnson began to pelt her with money.
Seeing that Emily still wouldn’t agree, the look on Brian Johnson’s face grew even uglier.
He scowled, “Miss Jenkins, na your terms.
Whatever’s possible, I’ll satisfy you.”
Emily shook her head resolutely, “Young Master Johnson, I’m truly sorry, I cannot do such a thing, no matter how much money is involved.”
Finally, Brian Johnson snapped, letting out a cold snort, “What if I insist you agree?”
Emily was startled and defiantly replied, “Then I still won’t agree.”
Brian burst into an angry laugh and said, “Well, well, you’re the first girl who has ever been so stubborn.
But I like it.
Since you won’t agree, don’t bla for forcing you.
An occasional rape makes for quite an interesting event.”
Emily jumped up, alard, and exclaid, “What… what are you going to do?”
Brian Johnson also stood up, his eyes gleaming with perverse light as he unabashedly scanned Emily’s body, eventually fixing his gaze on her ample chest.
With a smirk, he said, “What do you think I’m going to do?
I was planning on taking you sowhere nice to slowly enjoy ourselves, but now I don’t mind putting on a live show.”
“You… don’t ss around, this is a lawful society, doing this would be illegal, and you’d surely be sentenced.”
“Ha ha…” The n laughed heartily at Emily’s words, one man shaking his head as if he’d heard the funniest joke, “Miss Jenkins, there are laws in this world, but do you think for such a trivial matter, anyone would do anything to Johnson?
His father knows so many people; as long as there’s no murder, it’s not a big deal.
I advise you to just comply, otherwise, it’ll be worse for you.”
One of Emily’s colleagues also urged her, “Emily, it’s not a big deal.
Look at those celebrities, they’ve all slept with many people…”
“You’re shaless!” Emily cut off her colleague’s words.
It was one thing to be persuaded, but it was heart-wrenching that her own colleagues would say such things.
The flight attendant retorted with a pout, “Emily, don’t yell at .
I’m just looking out for you.
If it weren’t for Mr.
Carter fancying you, I’d want that one million dollars too.”
Emily, even more furious, turned and quickly walked towards the door.
Jas Brown had not yet arrived, and she felt this place was too dangerous, especially around these people who disgusted her.
She tried to open the door of the private room but found it impossible to budge, clearly locked from the outside.
Brian Johnson smirked coldly and pressed on towards Emily, saying, “If you can walk out of this room, I’ll write the ‘Wang’ (Johnson) character backward.”
Emily tugged fiercely at the door, but it wouldn’t budge at all.
She was truly panicked now, and she turned to her colleagues and yelled, “Are you really just going to watch be bullied?”
Both of her colleagues turned their heads away, avoiding eye contact with Emily.
At that mont, they sowhat regretted persuading her, as watching Emily being raped was sothing they genuinely felt remorseful about.
But for them, they couldn’t help Emily; the companions by their sides weren’t as wealthy as Brian Johnson but still multimillionaires.
Climbing the social ladder with them was not sothing they wanted to give up.
“Haha… what do you think?
My word counts.
Give one month to accompany and pleasure , and I never skimp on paynt,” Brian Johnson slowly approached Emily, not hurried at all.
The more a woman like Emily didn’t easily yield, the more he wanted to play.
If money could simply resolve it, there’d be no sense of achievent.
“You wish!” Emily bit her lower lip, her eyes searching frantically around the room.
She was now backed into a corner and was looking for sothing useful.
If Brian Johnson dared touch her, she would make sure he paid for it.
After scanning the room, Emily’s eyes settled on an object.
Suddenly, she pushed Brian Johnson away and dashed towards the coffee table.
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