Chapter 42 If You Talked, I Would Scratch Your Face
Chapter 42 If You Talked, I Would Scratch Your Face
Carl Cook caught up from behind and saw Kenny Clarke standing still. He looked ahead at his line of sight. He was so surprised that his glasses fell off, “That, that, that… is that Glo—”
He felt a gloomy aura by his side. He paused and said, “It’s impossible. I will help you take a look. It’s definitely not your wife!”
Kenny Clarke didn’t say anything. Carl Cook knew that he agreed.
He was actually a little nervous. He was not that familiar with Gloria Taylor, but that woman’s back was way too similar with Gloria Taylor. Moreover, Kenny Clarke and Gloria Taylor knew each other very well. If Kenny Clarke reacted like that, probably she was Gloria Taylor.
Carl Cook was nervous. Judging from his friendship with Kenny Clarke, he knew that his friend was very keen on that woman.
Although Gloria Taylor was not that pretty, Kenny Clarke who was never been closed to woman, had a crush on her inner beauty. Original from NôvelDrama.Org.
Kenny Clarke stepped forward. He leaned slightly and stretched out his hand to look at the woman’s face. He looked at her like he didn’t have the gut to, so he looked away in hurry.
Was it Gloria Taylor?
He glanced at her again, then excitedly shouted, “It’s not her!”
However, Kenny Clarke’s eyes flashed and he strode over to see her face. After a gloomy smile, he grabbed her neck, “Where is Gloria?”
Anne Taylor didn’t expect to meet Kenny Clarke’s cousin here. She wanted to shrug his hand off, but he was too strong.
Kenny Clarke interrupted her good thing. The man was pissed and was about to call him out, but once Kenny Clarke glanced at him coldly, the man shut up. He looked at Carl Cook beside Kenny Clarke and prepared to leave.
As he left, he said, “Mr. Cook, if you have something to say to her, I’ll take my leave.”
Shengding Media was the leading company of entertainment industry. They had The Cooks as their backing. Their network was large and complicated. No one dared to provoke Carl Cook.
Anne Taylor was just about to get her peak, but she suddenly was thrown away by that man. So she was limp. Looking at Kenny Clarke who was still holding her neck, she stuttered, “I am prettier than Gloria… You’re looking for her… Why aren’t you looking for me?”
Kenny Clarke suddenly felt that she was filthy. He let go of her, grabbed a wine glass on the table and smashed it into pieces. He picked the broken sharp glass and raised it to her face, “I will scratch your face if you say that again.”
Anne Taylor felt the sharp thing on her face. He could cut her anytime. She was scared, but she was happy.
She laughed strangely, “So what if I say that again? She is now being served to a group of men. Do you want to watch the gang bang and joined them? Have you ever done it before?”
Let alone Kenny Clarke, Carl Cook couldn’t even bear to listen to it.
Kenny Clarke banged her on the wall. She didn’t cried out in pain, instead, she was smiling.
It’s been a while. Gloria Taylor must have been devoured by those men.
Tomorrow morning Gloria Taylor would make the headline. She was happy at the thought.
Kenny Clarke stared at her coldly. He didn’t have time for her now. He had to find Gloria Taylor.
Kenny Clarke and Carl Cook went out of the longue after making sure that Gloria Taylor and Edith Hall were not there.
Shi Ye arrived with his men at this time.
“Sir, have you found the lady?” he asked.
“Search room by room. Move quickly.” Kenny Clarke said.
They were in a hurry.
Shi Ye knew very well about Zijin club. It had been a long time, the madam might have been...
But, he didn’t say anything and proceed according to Kenny Clarke’s order.
Kenny Clarke and Carl Cook separately searched.
Zijin Club was not a small place. Kenny Clarke searched the whole first floor, but he couldn’t find her anywhere.
When Carl Cook met him again, he saw him standing against the light in the corridor with his face hidden in the shadows.
He had seen this before.
He approached him with a solemn face. He patted him on the shoulder and said, “We have found them.”
Kenny Clarke’s eyes flashed with a slight light.
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Carl Cook took him into the room.
Shi Ye’s men packed the room. Inside, several naked men were crouching on the ground. The bed was a mess and atmosphere showed was still in heat.
Kenny Clarke looked at them coldly. He stepped forward slowly imposing a terrifying manner. Those men who were arrogant before dared not say a word.
Shi Ye hurriedly stepped forward and quietly said, “Sir, when we came in, we didn’t see the young lady. They said that the young lady had jumped off the balcony earlier and I had sent someone down to look for her.”
Kenny Clarke turned to the men on the floor. His eyes were gloomy. One of the man broke down and knelt in front of him, “We didn’t touch the woman. She jumped off the balcony. It’s really none of our business now. Please, leave us alone.”
If they didn’t touch Gloria Taylor, what about this smell in the room? Were these men touching each other?
Carl Cook looked at the blood stain on the bed sheet.
At this time, one of the men came up from downstairs, “I can’t find the young lady.”
The men didn’t look like liars. Moreover, when their lives were at stake, they probably dared not lie, but still, it didn’t omit the whole possibility.
Even if the men begged for mercy, Kenny Clarke wouldn’t let go of them easily.
He walked to the window and looked down.
This was the seventh floor. If she jumped down, she would be paralyzed.
Kenny Clarke looked down and saw rows of balcony under him, “Continue to search the room under this floor.” He ordered.
The Taylors hated Gloria Taylor. She grew up in a harsh environment, but she had always lived truly and seriously.
She must have a strong desire to survive. She would be fine.
Carl Cook and Shi Ye took the men to search from floor to floor.
Kenny Clarke went to the third floor.
When his men kicked the door, he went in and walked directly to the balcony.
The people inside were having fun in the bathroom. When they heard the noise, they came out and saw so many people walking inside, “Who are you? What are you doing?” the people inside asked.
Kenny Clarke ordered his men locked them into the bathroom.
The balcony was empty. There was nothing, but there was something behind the curtain next to it.
Kenny Clarke walked over and raised his hand to open the curtain.
In the corner of the curtain, there was a woman curled in into a ball and she was half-conscious.