Chapter 321


    Allison and Payton booked a private room together. Allison worked here as a waitress, serving other


    customers. Now, she was enjoying a night off and being served instead.


    Payton ordered three bottles of booze and was sipping slowly, one ss at a time. Seeing her like this,


    Allison walked over and grabbed a bottle. She popped the cap, and said, “Drinking alone is no fun. Let


    me join you!


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    Payton was from a well off family. Her only reason for being here was to find a guy named Arthur. This


    had led to countless arguments with her parents. They thought she had gone mad


    She had be obsessed all because of a man.


    “I’ve been looking for him for so long. The year he left, I thought he’de back soon. He deleted all


    his contacts when he left. He said he’de back in five years, but I haven’t heard anything else. Five


    years have passed, and he hasn’t returned. I’ve tried to contact all his friends, but couldn’t find him. I


    have no news of him. I don’t even know if he is alive” Payton said


    Payton was drunk, sitting on the carpet. Her eyes were red, staring nkly in one direction. In her


    mind, the figure of that man emerged, “I saw him today.” Allison sat next to Payton, both of them sitting


    on the carpet, leaning against the sofa. She understood how Payton felt. Empty words offort were


    useless, better to just get drunk.


    She clinked her beer bottle against Payton’s and said, “A few days ago, I also met someone who looks


    just like my brother. I grew up in a small town, when I was a teenager, there was an earthquake. My


    grandmother died, and I went to live with my mom. My mother was a housekeeper for a rich family I


    had a brother who was really nice to me. When I first arrived at my new home, I was nervous and


    scared. Dad was busy all the time, and mom was managing everything at home, so it was just me and


    my brother Later, my father and brother died in a car ident”


    Allison’s voice was a bit husky, and her throat choked up towards the end. She took a sip of her beer,


    “Later, I saw a guy who looked exactly like my brother But other than the resemnce, everything else,


    like his personality, waspletely different He didn’t recognize me i thought maybe I was mistaken,


    but how can there be two people in the world who look so simr?”


    That night, in the private room, the two women poured out their hearts, drinking and eventually falling


    asleep on the sofa in the wee hours.


    Just before Allison passed out, she thought, if she ever ran into Nichs again, she would throw


    caution to the wind. Even if it meant sacrificing her dignity she’d rip open his shirt to see if he had a red


    mole on his chest


    if it really wasn’t her brother, she could finally let go of this worry, save up some money, and leave


    Northfield with her mother.


    Could there really be such a coincidence in the world?


    Two identical faces…


    Late at night.


    The Mansion.


    Arthur sat at his desk. A subordinate handed him a file, “Sir, this is the information about the woman


    you met in the underground garage tonight. Please


    take a look.”


    He took the brown paper bag, waved his hand, and his assistant immediately stepped aside. He


    opened the bag, and a clear front-facing photo of a woman fell out. He picked it up, read her name.


    “Payton.”


    Then he started reading her file, including her family background and her current school.


    “Red Jack Club is hiring students now??” Arthur asked, “Who is her manager?”


    “A woman named Sarah” His assistant asked tentatively. “Sir, do you want me to tell Samuel to fire this


    student?”


    Arthur put down the file in his hand. He rubbed his eyebrows, “I remember this name. Did I know her


    before?”


    The assistant approached, ‘Sir, do you have a headache?”


    The assistant immediately pulled out a bottle of pills, poured two white ones, and Arthur took them. He


    looked at Payton’s photo on the file.


    “I remember her and her name, but I don’t have her face in my mind.” Arthur said.


    The assistant asked, “Do you want me to bring her here?”


    “No need. I’ll go to Red Jack Club tomorrow. Tell her toe to the 9th floor” Arthur said.


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    “Yes, sir” The assistant said.


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