NovelStartSuddenly, a cunning idea popped into Josh's head.
He wasn't able to touch Alyssa. Instead, he could have sfun with her substitute and find an outlet for his hatred.
Hence, he summoned his secretary immediately. With an evil look in his eyes, he instructed, "Get the owner of The Millennium to csee me. | want her to drink with me." Amber wasn't seeing any clients that night. Even so, she was dolled up from head to toe. Her hair was silky, and she had a pair of heels on. She was dressed in a lilac silk dress. The long-fitting dress revealed most of her fair- skinned back, giving her a classy yet sexy look.
This was the outlook that she had to maintain as The Millennium's owner.
She was swirling the glass of red wine in her hand as she walked into the surveillance room that was filled with monitoring screens.
Two surveillance staff stood up and greeted her immediately, "Good evening, Ms. Altman!" "How are things going? Was there anything unusual?" Amber pressed her lips against her glass and sipped on her red wine.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Nothing unusual. The only thing is that Josh Schmidt from the Schmidt Group brought a few people over. They're enjoying themselves in Room S001." Amber's employee asked hesitantly, "Ms. Altman, Josh and Mr. Jameson are rivals. Do you think..." "We are a business establishment. Those who patronize us are our customers. Josh is in our most expensive private room. All we can do is to serve them well. All those grudges shouldn't stand in the way of us earning money." Amber pursed her lips condescendingly. She ordered, "Tonight, the price of drinks ordered by S001 will be doubled. This is an order." Her subordinates chuckled.
Josh was such a loser. Amber intended to empty his pockets that night.
Amber continued sipping on her wine. With her hips swaying side to side, she walked to the front of the surveillance screens in front of her. She scanned through the images with her sharp eyes.
Jameson had trained her in various aspects since she beca young woman.
Surveillance was one of those aspects. What she got out of the training was a pair of vigilant eyes that were as sharp as a criminal investigator's.
An average person would only end up feeling light-headed if they had to watch these crowded screens. However, she had the ability to remember the faces of all those who appeared in the surveillance footage within a few minutes! If there was anything amiss, she would be able to identify them within a few seconds.
Just as she was about to leave...
All of a sudden, her pupils constricted. Her gaze was drawn toward a screen in the corner.
Axel's tall figure was hard to miss. His figure flashed across the screen like lightning.
Although he disappeared in the blink of an eye, Amber still spotted him. The image of him left an impression in her mind.
He wasn't a member of the club. How did he get in? What was he here for? Amber breathed deeply in order to calm her racing heart. Suddenly, she turned around.
She smiled and said, "You've both been working hard tonight. I've prepared supper in the lounge. Go ahead and have a bite. I'll keep watch here." "Thank you, Ms. Altman! You're awesome!" Her subordinates left gleefully.
Amber breathed a quiet sigh of relief. Following that, she started tapping away on the keyboard with her deft fingers. She retrieved the footage that captured Axel.
The surveillance footage had a high resolution. Her pupils quivered as she caught sight of his dashing face. His wilful eyes were bright yet frigid. She couldn't help but feel drawn deeply to him.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmNonetheless, she didn't have tto admire him. She hit the "delete" button instantly.
Any trace of Axel completely vanished from the surveillance footage.
Axel had the background of a secret agent and top-notch skills to avoid being tracked. Despite that, he had underestimated Jameson's level of perversion. Other than that, he had also underestimated the surveillance system at The Millennium.
Their so-called "privacy" was only to appease their customers.
At The Millennium, high-tech cameras were everywhere. They could be behind mirrors or inside flower pots. Even if he were a fly that buzzed through the place, he would have been captured by at least one of their cameras.
Moreover, Axel was a grown man and a handsone at that.
That said, Axel maintained a calm expression on his face. He moved swiftly, disregarding everything else.
As long as he was able to get in, he would be able to leave this place.
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