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Chapter 7 It Would Hurt Her

Chapter 7 It Would Hurt Her

As soon as Jackson returned to the private room, he received many people's stares, including Keith's.

Keith's eyes were the most fierce, with a hint of questioning.

It seemed that if Jackson dared to do anything inappropriate, he would not let Jackson off easily.

"Why are you so mean? I just went to pass on a message." After speaking, Jackson went to sit next to Keith, poured a glass of wine, and gulped it down.

Even so, he couldn't recover from his great shock.

He sighed, "Mr. Fuller, you're really awesome. Your girlfriend is a real stunner. She's breathtakingly beautiful."

Although all the people in the private room were respected big shots in the Capital City, they were also Keith's longtime friends, so there was no need to be too cautious when chatting.

"What? Keith, who had been uninterested in women, actually fell in love?"

"Girlfriend? When did he get a girlfriend?"

Danny almost choked on his drinks. "Keith, you just got back to the country not long ago. How did you manage to get a girlfriend so quickly?"

Upon hearing this, Keith gave a nonchalant glance.

Danny said, "Well, it wasn't quick. You're the slowest one to get a girlfriend."

The others held back their laughter but were still curious and asked, "What about Angelina? Why didn't she come to have fun with us?"

Jackson clicked his tongue and said, "Let me tell you. In the entire Capital City, none of the women can be more beautiful than...."

"Jackson." Keith interrupted him. "Don't scare her. We still have nothing to do with each other for now."

The other people were also surprised, but their faces were full of smiles.

It was rare to see Keith being so protective of someone. He really doted on Angelina.

They still had nothing to do with each other for now, but they would in the future.

Jackson put his empty glass on the table and sent the other gossiping friends away to drink. Then he said to Keith, "I didn't scare her. I just went to say hello. Ivan has wanted to cooperate with the Luther Group since two months ago. He wouldn't dare to make things difficult for Miss Jefferson. Is Miss Jefferson an actress? With the support of such a big shot like you, she can get any resources she wants, can't she? Why did she have to socialize with those jerks?"

Keith chuckled and took a sip of his drink. "I also want to help her."

He wanted to make her his own.

Jackson saw the smile on Keith's lips and understood. "I see. You haven't won Miss Jefferson's heart yet, so you're playing hard to get. Good for you, Mr. Fuller." NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

When they were chatting, Keith's phone, which was placed on the table, lit up.

Jackson casually glanced at it and saw a girl's profile picture and some English words as the name.

Before Jackson could read the words, Keith quickly picked up his phone.

When Keith read the message, his eyes became cold and fierce. He then stood up and walked out.

"Hey, Mr. Fuller. Where are you going? We haven't finished talking yet," shouted Jackson.

Keith opened the door of the private room, stopped, and gave Jackson a cold glance. "You had better pray that what is happening to her has nothing to do with the Chandersons."

Jackson looked confused. "The Chandersons? I'll go with you! Wait for me!"

Jackson didn't dare to delay and followed Keith out.

There were restrooms on each floor of Night Siren and even in the private rooms.

With just this message, it was difficult to find out which restroom Keith was in.

Jackson still didn't understand what was happening. "What's going on? I don't believe they would dare lay a hand on Miss Jefferson."

Keith didn't respond but instead made a voice call to Angelina.

It rang for a long time, and no one answered until the call automatically hung up.

Keith ordered in a deep voice, "Have someone check every restroom of the Night Siren. Don't let anyone from Ivan's private room leave."

After hearing this, Jackson understood. "I got it. I'll make the arrangements right away."

Inwardly, Jackson cursed, "Damn it! I told them I would throw them into the Atlantic to feed the sharks if they dared to hurt Angelina, but they still did such a stupid thing. That idiot Ivan is really risking his neck."

Just when Jackson was just about to call the Night Siren's manager, he ran into a familiar person.

"Mr. Luther, what are you doing here?"

It was Ivan's lackey, who Jackson had met in the private room just now.

Ivan's assistant had been following Angelina into the restroom. The drug took effect quickly. Ivan's assistant had been waiting for a long time, but Angelina still didn't come out, and he was unsure if she had fainted.

Just as he was just about to go back to tell Mr. Chanderson and ask what to do, he came across Mr. Luther coincidentally. For Ivan's assistant, this was a great opportunity to take the credit.

"Mr. Luther, Mr. Chanderson has prepared a big surprise for you. Are you available now? Shall we send the person to your room, or will you....?"

The assistant gave a big smile, and his tone was somewhat meaningful.

Jackson had a bad feeling upon that. "What surprise? Who are you sending to my room?"

The assistant beamed and explained, "Miss Jefferson, to give you a surprise, Mr. Chanderson prepared...."

Before he finished his sentences, Keith threw a hard punch at him.

It had been a long time since Keith had hit someone. Jackson's heart sank, and he quickly went up to stop Keith. "Don't kill him! Saving Miss Jefferson is our top priority now."

Jackson knew how good Keith was at fighting. Whenever Keith fought against someone, his opponent would either die or be disabled.

Jackson's tone was cold as he looked at the lackey and asked, "Where is she now?"

The assistant was hit so hard that he spat out blood and had no idea what he had done to offend them.

"I-In the restroom across the hall."

Keith grabbed the lackey by the collar and threw him to the side, bristling with rage.

Before leaving, Jackson kicked the lackey and cursed, "Idiot!"

While walking, Jackson sent a message asking someone to bring the key.

The restroom door was tightly closed.

Keith tried to turn the handle a couple of times but failed to open it.

"It should be locked from the inside. I've already asked someone to come and open it."

However, Keith kicked the door open with a loud bang.

Jackson stood frozen with his phone in his hands. "You opened the door in this way?"

Fortunately, there was no one else inside. But if there were other guests, the restroom door wouldn't have been locked all the time.

However, this was the women's restroom.

Keith just broke into it.

Jackson hesitated at the door. In any case, it wasn't inappropriate for him to follow Keith in. Since Miss Jefferson was inside, he just let Keith deal with it.

Jackson immediately contacted the security department and asked them to lock Ivan's room and deal with them later.

After Keith went in, he found that many of the cubicle doors were open or slightly ajar.

Soon, he found the locked cubicle where Angelina was.

Angelina slumped against the door, her phone and bag scattering on the ground. Her cheeks were unnaturally red, and she frowned tightly, seeming very unwell.

Keith didn't dare to kick the door open recklessly, as he could see her dress under the door.

If he kicked the door, it would hurt her.