Jude lifted his head away from his phone and answered. “159 opposite room 169.”
“Wonderful numbering. It's right here. Identical shit!” Sean mumbled, which caused the three to send him a glance for his profanity.
Room 159 is a private room. Room 169 is a well-soundproofed private party hall. No matter how loud the volume of a song or noise is, it can't spill out of the private room. Zenos knew, and the thought of it made him clench his fist.
“That cunning bastard,” Zenos muttered after understanding what that person had planned.
“Who's got on your nerves now?” David questioned casually, and that's when the door automatically opened to reveal a sexy, handsome man leaning on the chair.
Xavier came across his Michael's best friends, no brothers, that evening for the first time, and it was surprising when he saw them not using masks. After all, he knew they only visited their business partners in masks. His assertion that Zenos knew everything immediately stood firm.
