Chapter 871


    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.


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    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.


    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.