“Don’t worry, Boss. I’ve already alerted our men inside. The moment she stirs up trouble, we will be on the move and prevent her from escaping,” one of the bodyguards said.
“Make sure of that. Now, go ahead.” Lorenzo waved them off.
Jade Paradise’s interior truly lived up to its name. Just like a paradise, it was glamorous and sophisticated.
The further Hannah and the others wandered inside, the dimmer the yellowish light became. A faint smell of tobacco hung in the air.
The contained noise along the corridor burst forth like waves to their eardrums when the waiter opened the door to the room at the most end.
Inside was like another world of revelry. Accompanied by booming music, men and women clung together in pairs or in groups, their dizzying perfumes mixing in the air.
Visibly displeased, Hannah frowned. Noticing her expression, Trent explained, “This floor is where the average rich people have fun.”
Extending his arm, he directed Hannah’s gaze towards the second floor where cubicles, each enclosed by glass walls that stretched from the floor to the ceiling, sat in a row.
Through the glass wall, Hannah could see people dancing provocatively in very little clothing. The adjacent wall was blurry, making it impossible for her to see what the others inside were doing.
“That’s a special service room. The price is marked. If clients pay enough, they can ask for the walls to be covered up and do whatever the hell they want with the performers they’ve picked,” Trent explained.
Hannah’s jaw clenched. It was the first time she had heard of such a thing.
As they walked in, Trent continued explaining to Hannah, “The third floor is for the richest and most powerful.”
After a moment of hesitation, he decided to reveal the truth to her.
“It’s where most of the fun things happen, but I don’t think we can go up there today.”
Keith chimed in, “Don’t even think about it. There are a lot of shady things
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happening up there. You don’t want to see them.”
Tugging at Hannah’s dress, Alessandra whispered, “Hannah, I know a way we can sneak into the third floor. Come with me?”
“It’s fine. I just wanna look around, for experience,” Hannah said, tapping Alessandra’s head lightly and turning to Winston. “Take your sister somewhere quiet.”
“But I want to come with you!” Alessandra protested.
“No buts.” Hannah pinched Alessandra’s cheek and reminded Winston, “Watch over your sister, okay? Don’t let anything happen to her while she’s here.”
“But…” Before Alessandra could finish her words, Winston seized her arm.
“That’s enough. There must be a reason why Miss Moore doesn’t like you to tag along. Listen to her and come with me,” Winston chided his sister.
Watching Hannah leave with Trent and Keith, Alessandra muttered weakly, “I’m just worried about her.”
“Then listen to her and don’t be stubborn.” Winston gave her a stern Look.
After taking a last look at Hannah’s receding figure, Alessandra reluctantly let her brother take her away.