Chapter 871


    “And it seems it has something to do with the person Mrs. Youngblood brought, Ms. Quinn. Mr.


    White asked where Mrs. Youngblood’s private room was.” Ethan’s heart sank when he heard that.


    The next moment, he saw a tall figure walking towards him.


    As it turned out, it was indeed Callum.


    “Goodness gracious. What the hell is going on? What luck!” Ethan howled in his mind.


    Meanwhile, Callum walked to the door of the private room. He nced at Ethan, who was outside,


    and asked, “They’re still in there?”


    “Yes, yes. They’re inside,” Ethan replied hurriedly.


    Callum opened the door and saw Lillian ying with a group of men in the room even though she


    could barely keep herself up. Rosalie sat next to Lillian while Jonathan sat on the sofa on the other


    side.


    Callum was surprised that Jonathan was also there.


    As for Lillian, Callum could tell directly that she must have had many drinks. The empty bottles in


    the private room seemed to confirm his guess.


    The men ying games with Lillian were instantly relieved when they saw Callum.


    The men were relieved that someone finally came for Lillian. After all, the longer Rosalie and Lillian


    stayed in that private room, the longer they felt tortured.


    Especially under Jonathan’s gaze, the men did not even dare to breathe freely. They were also


    extremely mindful of their actions for fear of crossing lines. They were cautious even when they


    were ying games.


    At that moment, Callum walked to Lillian. The cold presence he emitted could make even one


    shudder.


    However, Lillian looked up as if she didn’t notice it. When she saw Callum, she suddenly grinned


    and said to Rosalie, “Rosalie, look. Another handsome man came!”


    Rosalie was speechless. “Lillian is so drunk that she couldn’t even recognize Callum anymore,” she


    thought.


    “But why does he look a little like… Who is it? Hmm. Why can’t I remember?” Lillian muttered.


    Then, she staggered to her feet, approached Callum, raised her hand, and put her arm around his


    neck. Then, she tiptoed to get closer to his face to get a better look at Callum.


    Rosalie guessed Lillian would never act that way if she was sober.


    “You’re… very beautiful. You look… Like a doll,” Lillian said as she grinned


    heartlessly. She then moved her right hand onto Callum’s face and started drawing circles.


    Callum couldn’t help but be somewhat dazed for a moment. It turned out that Lillian was also drunk


    back on their first night in the hotel room abroad. Then, she hugged Callum the same way and told


    him he was beautiful and looked like a doil.


    After so many years, Lillian was still the same.


    “Your face… It feels very nice to the touch. It’s cold,” Lillian said. Then, she turned to Rosalie to


    share something good with her good friend and said, “Rosalie, you- Burp. Do you want to touch


    too? It’s very nice.”


    “No need!” It was Jonathan who answered. Then, he looked at Callum angrily and said, “Take care


    of this woman. Don’t let her bring Rosie to a ce like this next time.”


    As soon as he finished his sentence, Jonathan dragged Rosalie out of the private


    room.


    “Hey, wait a minute. Jon, Lillian is still in there,” said Rosalie.


    “Callum will send Lillian back. You don’t have to worry,” Jonathan replied.


    “But-”


    “Or, are you staying to feel Callum’s face to see if it’s nice?” Jonathan raised his eyes slightly and


    nced at Rosalie.


    “No!” Rosalie hurriedly said.


    “Let’s go back if that’s not the case,” Jonathan said.


    In the private room, Callum pulled down Lillian’s hand. Then, he bent over, picked her up without a


    word, and left the private room.


    “Hey, I-I’m not leaving. I still want to drink. I still want to y games with them. And I… Well, I want


    to watch them dance,” Lillian shouted and struggled to get out of Callum’s arms.


    “Okay. I’ll drink with you, y games with you, and dance for you!” Callum said. coldly.


    “You…” Lillian tilted her head in a daze as if she was considering Callum’s words. At the same time,


    she no longer struggled and let him hold her quietly. Callum strode out of the private room with


    Lillian in his arms. When he arrived at the door, he stopped, turned, and nced at Ethan, who was


    still standing outside, and said, “I don’t want to hear about what happened tonight out of this room.


    Don’t think about operating this nightclub of yours anymore if I hear of what went on tonight outside


    these walls.”


    “Yes, yes!” Ethan hurriedly responded, “Mr. White, you will never hear anything about tonight


    outside.”


    With that, Callum raised his foot and left with Lillian in his arms. It was only then


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    that Ethan finally took a deep breath. He felt as though his life had shortened after that night.


    Jonathan and Callum. Who could have thought that they would go there, one after another?


    Besides, neither of them was someone to be messed with. One would be in deep trouble if they


    crossed any of those two.


    With that in mind, Ethan hurried into the private room and made sure the ten male escorts were


    informed about it.


    Meanwhile, Callum arrived at the car with Lillian in his arms. When he put Lillian in the back seat,


    his face paled again. Cold sweat slowly appeared on his forehead, and he clenched his teeth like he


    was suppressing something.


    In the car, Lillian touched here and there while lying in the back seat like a cat. After a while,


    Callum’s expression gradually returned to normal. He took a deep breath, bent down, and buckled


    Lillian’s seat belt. Then, he returned to the driver’s seat and started the car.


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    The car drove straight into the residential area of the Quinn residence and arrived at the parking


    space near Lillian’s house. Callum unfastened his seat belt, got out of the car, and walked to the


    back seat. There, he saw Lillian lying there with her eyes closed as if she had fallen asleep.


    “Lillian?” Callum unfastened Lillian’s seat belt and called her name. “Are you asleep?”


    “Hmm?” Lillian seemed to react to Callum’s words and slowly opened her eyes. However, Callum


    could tell she was still drunk from her blurry gaze. Even if she didn’t fall asleep, she was probably


    not in her right mind.


    “I’ll carry you home now,” said Callum. He then bent down to get Lillian out of the car.


    However, the next moment, Lillian raised her hand and grabbed Callum’s cor.