Brendan had a scantily clad escort in one area of the Pegasus's first-floor foyer. Usually, he would have been flirty and playful with her, but he was preoccupied with something else today.
According to Brendan, Charlotte would have been washed and transferred to Mr. Voss's room by now. But he was anxious because he hadn't received the movies and images he had requested.
Further, he was slightly irritated by Thaddeus's voice.
"Why am I so worked up over this?! Tomorrow, when I receive the images and make that skank, Charlotte, go to the Monroes to speak highly of us... If that doesn't happen, the Reeds will have nothing!" He thought.
With a clenched jaw and an imposing grip on the stunning woman standing by his side, Brendan drank from his glass.
Just then, the black Jaguar roared towards the Pegasus and, suddenly, stopped at the entry. Someone jumped out of the vehicle and dashed into the nightclub.
Brendan was startled to see Ethan come because he was looking toward the entrance. Asking, "Ethan? Do you really have the means to visit an establishment like the Pegasus?"
Smiling broadly, he proceeded. "Hmph, is Anastasia aware that her loser husband is frivolously spending her money?" Brendan's sarcastic comment.
The phone at Brendan's house rang once more just then. It was Thaddeus calling. At first, he was going to tell him no, but then he decided to tell him yes because he thought the assignment was almost done.
"Good day, Grandpa. No need to fret. The task is nearly completed. We won't have to worry that Charlotte Reed won't pay attention to us once I obtain the footage and pictures of her."
Everything came to a standstill for Thaddeus. His face reddened with rage as he fully understood Brendan's thoughts. The scoundrel! Do you tend to harm Charlotte? By whom were you instructed? Seriously, are you hoping to die?!"
Brendan felt he must have gotten something wrong after hearing his grandpa so angry and worried. A hasty "Grandpa, I didn't do it" was his hasty explanation. At the Pegasus, I handed her over to Mr. Voss. He will email me the photographs and videos once he finishes with her. After that, we will have resolved this situation!"
He had conspired with outsiders to set Charlotte up with Thaddeus's blessing. On this occasion, Brendan sensed that something was amiss. Also, the Reeds' problem would be fixed shortly, and he thought Thaddeus would be happy.
Upon hearing the news, Thaddeus lost his fury, much to his surprise. "I'm afraid you're going to ruin my life! Please return to Charlotte safely as soon as possible.
Brendan informed Grandpa with a hint of disapproval, "Mr. Voss's room had already been assigned to her. I don't know how to get her back."
Almost throwing up blood, Thaddeus was so enraged. "You idiot! Time to go. Ethan is making a beeline toward you. Keep him from locating you, alright?"
At last, Brendan understood that Ethan was searching for Charlotte and not just looking to have a good time. Wow, that's fascinating. It is Mr. Voss's Pegasus. Ethan cannot abduct Charlotte if he seeks her out here. Mr. Voss will undoubtedly shield himself from any responsibility that may arise from causing trouble here.
"Grandpa, Ethan is already here!" Brendan said in a fit of excitement. I must go and witness the revelry, hehe. My aim is that Mr. Voss completely dominates him. My damaged wrist will finally be avenged!
In his excitement to witness Ethan's brutal beating, Brendan hung up the phone shortly after saying this.
Visibly frustrated, Thaddeus shook uncontrollably as he yelled into his phone. Brendan will get into a lot of trouble if Ethan catches him.
Brendan was Thaddeus's sole grandchild, and the elder Reed family patriarch looked up to him as a potential heir. What would he do if something terrible happened to him?!
Ethan and Dylan were already on their way to the VIP section on the fourth floor of the Pegasus when multiple security guards stopped them.
"My apologies, gentlemen. Access to this level is restricted to club VIPs only."
"Where are Alaric Voss and that woman he brought with him?" Dylan barks, and Ethan pays him no mind.
The security guards exchanged mutual glances. His aggression is palpable. Is he here to cause trouble?
As soon as the big guys on the side heard what Dylan had to say, they encircled him.
Voss employed these stocky men as professional fighters. Typically, they kept the peace and guarded the Pegasus, mediating any disputes that arose.
After their Pajero crashed into the automobile, they were the ones responsible for bringing Charlotte here.
"Is your goal in being here, brat, to make trouble? You ought to think about this!" Ethan and Dylan were met with an angry stare from the leader, a large man.
"You've got a death wish!" Like a bolt of lightning, Dylan materialized before the stocky man. He lifted his arm and gave the man a firm slap.
"Ah!" As Dylan slapped the hefty man, he let out a scream and was sent flying. His face swelled up, and two teeth fell out simultaneously; he could not stand up for a long time.
With lightning speed and tremendous force, Dylan struck. Consequently, even the men known to be the most aggressive felt a shiver run down their spines.
"Are you not aware that the Voss family owns this club?" the large men said with a hint of severity.
"Alaric Voss, where is he? Tell him to show his face!" Dylan asked. Dylan chooses not to give them another chance when he sees that Ethan's patience is thin. He made cracking noises as he tightened his fists.
The hefty men were too terrified to fight them because of the unparalleled terror they exuded. All they could do was stand in shock as Ethan and Dylan approached.
Brendan, the scion, had little choice but to show deference to the diminutive Reed family because of their modest stature. Even the woman's family had expelled her before they kidnapped her. Why would influential individuals seek her out?
The big men's hearts started pounding violently as Ethan advanced, and they felt instantly oppressed. They were no longer planning to fight back.
Inside the room is Mr. Voss. Charlotte as well. The burly men spilled the beans hastily because the fearsome figure standing before them could smash them to pieces if they were not to speak.
Charlotte lay still on a bed in a plush room on the VIP floor while a man stood by her side, intense hunger visible in his eyes.