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When Osiris drove to the upscale club called Aurum, he was still lost in his thoughts. He couldn't understand why the other party chose to meet at such a place. If it was just for business, wouldn't it be better to visit their home or go to a coffee shop?
"Sir, we have arrived. Do you want to get off now?" The driver asked respectfully, looking at Osiris in the rearview mirror.
Osiris didn't say anything. He just turned his head in silence and looked out the window at the nearby private club.
The location of this club was very remote, and there were very few parking spaces at the entrance. However, the sign and decoration were very grand, as if they were eager to let everyone know how luxurious and extravagant the place they were entering was.
But when I think that this club is actually dedicated to the exchange of power and sex, Osiris has no desire to go in at all.
"Sir?" A doorman has come over to knock on the glass, and the driver has to muster up the courage to speak again.
"Um, come back in an hour."
At the invitation of the doorman, Osiris straightened his shirt collar and walked confidently towards the club's entrance. "Do you have an invitation letter?" the doorman with radiant skin asked him before entering, blinking his eyes, looking more like flirting with him. Osiris frowned even more tightly.
He handed over the invitation letter, and at the moment the doorman took it, he withdrew his hand. As he went inside, Osiris never furrowed his brow again. The interior of the entire club was very dim in color, and the confidentiality was indeed very good, but there was an ambiguous and strange atmosphere everywhere.
Occasionally, one or two people walked towards him, all embracing each other or whispering something in each other's ears. The women had seductive eyes, while the men had a disgusting look as if they wanted to take advantage immediately.
"Why does it have to be here?" Osiris asked himself more than once, but he found no clue except for greater doubts.
"This is the room you booked, and the service terms have been marked on the desktop. If you need anything, just ring the bell, and we will send someone to serve you immediately."
After closing the door, Osiris looked around the private room that the other party had booked. The dark red velvet wall decor, sofas, bar, liquor cabinet, and even a bedroom. Rather than being a standard feature of a private club, it seemed more like an ambiguous space for lovers to meet.
Every decoration has a hint of sexuality.
Osiris resisted the urge to turn and leave, and called Jaden.
At that time, Jaden was still living in his own colorful world outside.
"Are you sure he will come?"
Osiris's temples throbbed.
He had been waiting for half an hour, and not a single footstep had echoed in the corridor.
"Hey, be patient. My friend wouldn't lie to me. You know that place is weird, maybe her car really did break down on the way."
Even Jaden didn't believe his lame excuse.
Osiris paced around the room in frustration. Even the candlesticks had a womanly, coquettish appearance. He felt uncomfortable even thinking about sitting on the couch.
"This is clearly a love hotel!" Osiris couldn't help but shout into the phone.
"What? What did you say? The signal is bad here! She said she would definitely come when she said she would, oh well, I won't say anymore, I'm going to drink with a beautiful woman."
The phone abruptly stopped ringing, and Osiris stared at the pouting phone, really wanting to throw it. The clock's ticking hands moved forward, and Osiris's patience visibly reached its lowest point. He no longer wanted to wait, so he abruptly got up and went to pull the door.
The handle, for some reason, felt heavy as he twisted it, and suddenly, he exerted force to open it in his direction, and a delicate figure stumbled and fell into his arms. Osiris At the moment he saw the other person clearly, his mind went blank. ...
Elena She slowly planted her feet and quickly suppressed the emotions in her eyes, passing by the man with her hands crossed over her chest. As they brushed past each other, she glanced towards the end of the corridor before speaking slowly. "Aren't you going to close the door?"
Osiris paused, stiffly closed the door, and then, as he regained his senses, his magnetic voice cracked a bit as he spoke.
"Are you the agent for Jason Parry?"
Elena faced the man in front of her. "Yes, I'm the one who arranged the meeting with you."
She had no fear in her eyes, nor the previous attachment, only a gray calm and coldness. It's as if they had never met before. Osiris opened his mouth.
This is the first time they have met after the divorce.
"You cut your hair short," he said gloomily. Even though he had seen her photos, the disappearance of her soft, long hair still made him inexplicably low-spirited.
No, why should he feel low-spirited because of Elena?
Elena ran her fingers through her hair and smiled gently, "I'm very satisfied with my current hairstyle. I should have cut it off long ago. It's my own carelessness that kept me dragging it along."
She seemed to imply something, and Osiris's expression gradually stiffened.
"Elena, I always thought you were a kind woman, but now you seem very unfamiliar to me. I'm very doubtful whether the way you've been for the past three years has been a pretense."
Osiris can't accept it. Elena now has an arrogant attitude that no one can stand. She is completely different from the Elena he used to know. "During that time, I was just out of my mind. Now I am sober," Elena laughed again. Every time she laughed, Osiris's face darkened.
Obviously, she had completely mastered how to provoke a man.
The anger of Osiris was clearly visible in his eyes, but soon he calmed down, his deep brown eyes carrying a scrutinizing and icy smile.
"Elena, I have no good feelings towards the current you, don't play any more tricks of cat and mouse with me."
He lifted Elena's chin. "You know my patience and temper. I don't like people making such vulgar jokes. And you deliberately chose this place—"
He looked around the club's decor, a hint of seduction in his smile. "You're very nostalgic for the time we spent together, aren't you?"
Elena pressed her lips together, slapped Osiris's hand away, and took a step back.
"The three years with you were a nightmare."
"As for the room, I'll choose wherever I want, after all, it's not me who's asking for a favor."
If Osiris still thinks she's the same weak and easy to bully Elena from before, then he's completely mistaken.
The Elena who only had him in her life has been strangled to death by him. The current Elena has no interest in romantic relationships at all. "Besides, with your looks," Elena sneered, "I've seen plenty of handsome guys, and you're really nothing special."
She stared at Osiris without blinking, and then added a sentence to drive the other person crazy.
"In bed, it's just so-so."
"Elena!"
"What do you call me?" Elena raised her eyebrows. It was her territory now, and even Osiris couldn't do anything to her. " Osiris, have you lost even the most basic manners since being with Amanda?" She took a few steps around Osiris. "My name is Elena, that's correct, but you must call me Miss Elena."
Osiris's arms hung stiff at his sides, he didn't understand why Elena had become so harsh, he was so disappointed in Elena.
She had changed.
Changed to the point of being unrecognizable.
Why did it turn out like this? How did it turn out like this?
"Don't you want to talk?" Elena was not in a hurry at all, and she even seemed to take some pleasure in seeing Osiris lose his cool.
"Oh, right, you came for Jason."
She laughed as if she had heard something funny.
"I was still thinking, you were so anxious to have someone find me. I thought you wanted the expert to amputate Amanda's leg quickly. Didn't Amanda mention it to you? The best treatment for her is to cut off the bad leg completely."
Elena was still elegantly covering her mouth and laughing in the front, but by the end, her face had turned completely cold.
Osiris was repeatedly provoked and stimulated by her, and now she was making a joke out of Amanda's greatest pain. His emotions were no longer as calm as they were at the beginning. When the dark barrel of the gun was aimed at Elena's temples, Osiris even spoke through gritted teeth. " Elena, you better stop while you can..."
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