Betrayed Into Wealth

Chapter 12

That night, Brian realized his job wasn't just to escort and wait. Emily asked him to join her at a party. The place was quite crowded, with loud music, dim lights, and the smell of alcohol lingering in the air.

"Wow, you brought a new boyfriend?" Livia, one of Emily's friends, greeted them as soon as they entered.

"Driver," Emily replied casually, as if it were no big deal.

Her friends immediately burst out laughing. Some even eyed Brian from head to toe.

"A driver like this?" one of them said. "Really? He'd be more suited to a mistress."

Emily just smiled wryly. "Oh, no way."

Brian didn't respond. He simply nodded respectfully to the four women, then stood a little away. He understood their position and didn't want to interfere any further. All night long, they partied and drank, laughing loudly, dancing, and occasionally shouting along to the music.

Brian chose to sit quietly in a corner. His gaze swept around, more observing than enjoying. His instincts felt uneasy, as if something was amiss.

“Hi…”

A man suddenly approached Emily and her friends’ table. He was striking, with an overly confident smile. Without a word, he approached and tried to hug Emily.

Emily immediately refused, pushing his shoulder. But the man didn’t back down.

Reflexively, Brian moved. He grabbed the back of the man’s shirt and forced him away.

“She already said no. Don’t even try to touch her,” Brian said firmly.

The man turned around with an annoyed expression. “Who are you?”

“I’m her bodyguard.”

“Just a bodyguard; you’re being too arrogant,” he retorted sarcastically.

The man’s gaze shifted. He gestured with his chin toward several people behind him. In a matter of seconds, the situation descended into chaos.

Bugt! Bugt!

Punches flew. Tables toppled, glasses shattered. Screams rang out from all directions. Some patrons panicked and ran, while others scrambled to save themselves.

Uwing! Uwing!

Police sirens echoed outside. The panic grew. This was no ordinary entertainment venue. There were a lot of shady transactions going on behind closed doors, and tonight was clearly a raid.

Emily grabbed Brian's hand. "We're leaving!"

"But we haven't done anything wrong," Brian replied, still trying to think clearly.

"Don't be crazy! You don't know this place!" Emily snapped softly but firmly.

Brian relented. He led Emily out amidst the chaos. As soon as he got into the car, Brian's phone vibrated. The screen lit up, and the system activated, displaying a warning of a dangerous situation. But he didn't have time to read it any further.

The engine started, and Brian sped off.

"Excuse me, I'll speed up," Brian said, staring at the road.

"Go ahead," Emily replied simply.

The car roared through the darkness. The road felt narrow, city lights flashing. Brian was fully focused, his hands firmly on the steering wheel. He never imagined his life would change so quickly, from an ordinary college student to a driver involved in a situation like a scene from an action movie.

A few minutes later, things began to calm down. Brian slowed down. Emily sighed heavily and leaned back in the seat.

"I lost a lot today because of your emotions," Emily said.

Brian fell silent. He felt confused. In his mind, he was only trying to protect Emily from harassment.

"Sorry," he said finally.

"Never mind. Forget it," Emily replied curtly.

The next day, news of the raid on the nightclub spread widely. But to Brian's surprise, almost every news portal, both print and online, carried his photo. The angle of the shot showed him side by side with Emily in a party atmosphere.

"So someone becomes a gigolo because they're frustrated with not having a job," Alex chuckled when Brian arrived at campus. Brian did have an appointment with his professor that day. He was due to graduate this year.

"Hahaha. You're crazy, Lex. There's no way Brian would be like that. He's dignified," Lily replied sarcastically, clinging to Alex's arm.

"Just look at the news for proof," Alex said, showing his phone screen. "He accompanied his sugar mommy to a party and got busted. I was there last night, too."

"What were you doing there?" Lily asked, her voice starting to rise.

“Yes, a party. Do you think I’m busking?” Alex retorted sharply. “I’m not your ex-boyfriend who makes a living seeking pity.”

“Why didn’t you invite me?” Lily whined.

“Don’t be weird. I’m disgusted by your expression,” Alex snapped.

Brian clenched his fists. He wanted to be angry seeing Lily treated like that, but he realized he was nothing to her anymore.

Alex then put his arm around Brian’s shoulders. “So, how much do you charge per night? Who knows, someone might book. I can advertise your services.”

“I’m not like that. I work as a bodyguard and a driver,” Brian replied, holding back his emotions.

Ugh!

Alex spat on the floor. "I don't believe it. I heard the car you sold yesterday was also an illegal one."

"Alex, I've never had any problems with you. Why are you always looking for trouble with me? We've always been on good terms," ​​Brian asked coldly.

"Because I hate you," Alex replied firmly, without hesitation.