Chapter 2
He will pick a fight anywhere
Mr. Tong is happy by the appearance of Tyler. He gladly greets and makes a place for Tyler and Brett.
"It might be a really auspicious day that Mr. Tyler pays a visit to this humble place. Please sit here."
"I have to congratulate you for your blooming business of course."
Tyler and Brett sits in the corner where it is less crowded. It might be the preference of the guest and the boss have guessed it. Other attendees have looked this way to take a peek of someone who rarely appear on public occasions but they never dare to greet him first as his indifference and cold demeanor might make them feel embarrassing.
Mr. Tong will not let this special guest less entertained then pour him with massive conversation to keep the atmosphere alive. He really wants to open his next spa in one of the property of Red Python. His spa will bring reputation if he can open in those hotels and resorts. He is sitting close to Tyler and making a brief on how his service providing progress is smooth.
Knowing his intention, Tyler just nods in courtesy and let him have his way. It was a short moment of peace before Zandaz entered the scene. He is in the bath robe, showing his muscular chest. One of the service girl is standing behind him carrying a tray of exquisite essential oil. He might probably had an aromatic massage or spa before coming here.
Mr. Tong's face flinches by his appearance but he could maintain his neutral attitude as being in the middle of gang fight is the least probability he wanted in his whole life.
"Yo, look who he is. The venerable Young Master is attending a place like this."
All those present know that Zan starts to make a fuss. He never let Tyler away whatever he has a chance. They are of same age and from Mafia background. They have always been rivals since birth although Tyler never regards him as one in his eyes.
Their unspoken competitions go on until Zandaz became the group's boss. After he became the master of Amorpho, his arrogance and the will to annoy Tyler increase ten folds. Their status have always been the same in the past but now he is the ultimate boss of the gang while Tyler is still a young master, under the shadow of his father. In fact the only difference is that Zan killed his father and became a boss, and be-throned with no choice by the board while Tyler was put in the position due his elder brother's death.
Tyler does not even turn his head to give him face. He simply enjoy the Chinese tea served in front of him and breathe in the high quality fragrance emitted from the tiny cup in his hand. Zan scoffs to his action and he is not willing to give up this moment. He shrugs off his bath robe and sit down across him. Brett knows his situation and stands up from seat to stay stand by behind Tyler.
Mr. Tong reads the situation and tries to be a mediator at the table.
"Mr. Zan, how about new therapy you just got? It is really nice, right? Your nerve will relax a lot and be in good mood for a long time. Here comes taste new jasmine tea we serve. Mr. Tyler seems to enjoy a lot, huh. Make a second, here."
Mr. Tong refills and places a small tea cup in font of each but Zan smirks at the cup and then looks in the direction of the indifferent man across the table.
"Sorry to say that I am not into aesthetic thing. A gang boss should act like one if he is regarded one, huh. Always hiding in the dark and enjoying tea is not an appropriate manner."
The atmosphere got tense as he utters those words. Tea cup slams against it's plate. Tyler now looks into the eyes of arrogant bastard in front of him. Before he chooses a word to retort him , a sudden person enters the scene and crack up the tension.
"Mr. Zandaz. It is time for you to go into Jacuzzi. The temperature is of right one now."
Even Zan flinches by this sudden announcement. He has never been this scared in his whole life. He never expected that he would be called like that while he is enjoying the sour face of his enemy. But he now feels like his words hurt him enough so he might leave the place and enjoy the leisure.
"Sure. I am coming. I have nothing more to converse anyway. Because a gang boss by name has little knowledge to have fun."
He quickly stands up and walks away. Tyler catches a glimpse of a girl who come to take him.
There she is, the one he encountered in the alley. Before he could react she follows Zan to the jacuzzi.
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"Is the information is safe?"
"Yes. Why would I lie to you. We, lower subordinates might not get enough information in advance but this is correct.", the man gives out piece of paper including clues to a girl in front of him and tries to take out a cigarette to light up. But the hands are snatched in the mid air by the girl.
"Don't smoke here. Also it might tint a smell on my clothes.", her eyes show certain anger and determination while snatching cigarette and help him put it back in the pack.
The man smiles and says, "You really are cautious, huh?" It is a good habit to be honest. Because you are moving around in the tiger dam. He might sniff your flesh if you are careless. I gotta go. You should be careful."
The man walks out while restyling his clothes and hair. The girl silently reads the piece he gave and burns it with candle flames lighted in the dim room.
She also walks out to the room a few minutes later and heads to the Jacuzzi room where Zan is in. She carries a stack of towels to assist him bathe.
As she enters, the fog with certain fragrance hit her face. She frowns a little but grits her teeth to attain her patience.
A girl who already assisting him bathe looks up in her way and stretches out her hand to grab the towel she brought.
"Master. It is already time for you to come out from bath. Allow me to dry your body. The roselle tea is also prepared in the lounge."
Zan comes out from the bath with his wet towels around the waist. He never accept men to assist him bathe but visually harass the girls from parlor since he cannot take away these girls for other activities. Mr. Tong is strictly firm with the rules when it comes to relation with outsiders, especially the gangs that cover moist of the area. It is difficult not to deal with them but never let the staffs to get involved with them.
Zan drops his towels and allow the girl to dry him with towels and get changed. Amelia just stands there lowering her head, offering and handing out things they need.
Zan recognizes her before going out of the room.
"Oh. You are the one who came to call me just now, right. You are quite brave to call me out during conversation."
The girl tying his robe seems startled as she is afraid he might get mad and starts to make a fuss again. But Amelia never seems to care their words. She smooth sorted out the problems and solve the situation.
"Pardon my rudeness Master. The water temperature and aroma used are in standardized level and I am afraid you might not enjoy the bath to the fullest extent."
Zan scoffs by her words, but he cannot find faults as her manner and apology seems legit. And her appearance is sort of dull and cannot see her face. She lower her heads and the front bang covers till her eyebrows.
So, he is not interested to make things worse anymore. As he has seen her many times and it is still the same gloomy feelings she gives off. She is just a helper here therefore it is not worth to waste time here.
He walks out of the room without saying anything so Isabelle sighs a relief, giving a faint smile to Amelia and quickly follow Zan to the lounge.
Amelia watches them leave as she has stay behind to wrap up and clean the room with cleaners. Before cleaner arrive she pick up the hair strand of Zan left by chance, put in the plastic bag and hid it under her skirt.
She is not sure about how the things will turn out in the end. But all she has to do is moving forwards step by step.
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