Hearing the voice, the sales girls watching the scene with relish immediately looked away as though they didn't know about what was happening. The sales girl attending to Ryder also shivered, covered in sweat, as she didn't know what to do next. "Jasmine?" Derek frowned, staring at the figure that had just walked out of the elevator and was now walking towards them. "Yep, that's me, Derek," Jasmine had a smile as she stared at Derek who looked like he had just fallen into a puddle of shit. "Were you the one who gave him the house?" Derek frowned, coming back to his senses staring at Jasmine. He knew Jasmine was the owner of this place. Though they were roughly the same age, Jasmine's achievements were higher than his, thus there was a little bit of friction between them. Besides, Jasmine wasn't from Orange county and had a quite powerful family backing her, so he really didn't care to cross her. Though he still kind of resented her. "Yep, do you have a problem with that?" Jasmin

"Beep!" The loud beeping sound of the machine brought everyone back to their senses. Their eyes opened wide, staring at Ryder and then at the machine in the hands of the sales girl. At first, they wanted to believe the sales girl had input the wrong amount, but realizing he had directly monitored it, they knew there was no way that was possible. At this moment, everyone's eyes landed on Derek wondering what he was going to do. After all, he was the heir of the Lee family; if he were to kneel and call Ryder grandfather, that would be the joke of the year. Though Ryder was rich, would he be able to contend with the power of the Jackson family? The sales girl stared at Ryder; her eyes almost popped out of her sockets. Her understanding of the world had been refreshed. She also secretly made up her mind not to look down on any policeman again. She would have been the one in this trouble if Jasmine had not bought Ryder in. Then she would lose her job as Jasmine was never going to let

The surroundings were as quiet as a graveyard. No one dared to bring out their phone to record, nor did they dare to shake even a muscle. This was supposed to be fun, but at the moment, they all felt pity for Derek. But at the same time, he went too far. "Unfilla Grandson..." "Enough!" Ryder's cold voice interrupted Derek who was about to continue shouting. "I don't have a grandson like you," He scoffed. "Out of my face," he added. Without thinking, Derek stood up hurriedly, covering his broken forehead with his clothes as he rushed out of the place. But before he could leave, he heard Ryder's arrogant voice again, "Don't forget about the second part of the bet and also the second bet you made," Hearing this, Derek's body trembled and anger cruised through his veins. For a moment he lost his senses and wanted to turn around and attack Ryder. But he was able to control himself and just ran out of the place. He still needed to treat his broken forehead. He would still deal with

The two walked along the hallway, no one saying anything to the other. Ruby at the front moved slowly but steadily as she led Ryder to get the video evidence. The bar had cam recorders almost everywhere, so it wouldn't be hard to get it. "Don't you think something is fishy?" Ruby finally broke the silence just as they stopped before another room. "I can already tell you have some kind of grudge with the Harrison family," Ryder shrugged, walking into the room right after Ruby. "And you didn't care to ask why?" Ruby chuckled, turning around shooting Ryder a glance.. "I'm a police officer not a detective, besides, I didn't come here to dig into your hatred with the Harrison family, I only came to retrieve some recordings and help those helpless girls," Ryder spread his hands, his eyes darting around the room. There was a large TV screen at the far end of the not so big room showing every single place in the bar. Well, of course, this was without the underground where the vile acti

Hehehehe," Maximus burst out into laughter the moment Ryder said that. "Do you think here is for any Tom, Dick and Harry to come and do whatever they want, huh,?" Maximus scoffed, narrowing his eyes as he stared at Ryder. "Really?" Ryder's mouth curled up into a smile, his gaze became cold with each second. "What do you think we've been doing since, huh?" Maximus jeered, a low chortle emitted from his throat. "Playing games? Or do you think we've been asking him with love and care? Or do you think we are here to play?" "Really?" Ryder mused, the smile on his face growing with each second as he stared at Maximus. "Why the heck are you looking smug? Do you think this is a child's play?" Maximus flew into a rage, pointing at Ryder seeing he was not moved. "Nah, I don't think this is a child's play, but I personally think you are a joke?" Ryder shrugged. "Let me ask," Ryder continued, his voice calm while his gaze settled on Maximus. "Do you happen to have dumplings stuffed in you