Snare of Love
Chapter 483 Four Stunning Women

They were from the upper class in the society. They knew each other even though they were not engaged in business with each other.

They had an exchange of greetings when they met each other.

Declan looked at the madam's glum expression. He smiled while asking, "What's going on? Didn't you serve Mr. Nelson well?"

The madam couldn't wait to complain before Matthew could say anything. She felt wronged, but this denigrate Declan, "For the guests who came to the nightclub, who didn't I serve carefully? Both of these guys roughed me up without any word. Furthermore, even if I had somewhere that I didn't serve well, they couldn't hit me inside for the sake of Mr. Bailey's face. They obviously wanted to disgrace Mr. Bailey."

Declan's expression changed rapidly and varied from minute to minute before returning to calm. He raised his hand and slapped the Madam on the cheek.

The Madam was astounded by the slap, and her hand held her numb face. She stared inconceivably at Declan, and her eyes welled up with aggrieved tears. However, she didn't dare to let the tears fall.

"I had given you face, hadn't I? Who is he? Do you even dare to stir up trouble when you didn't serve him well? Mr. Nelson is doing me the honor of coming, and he is giving me face. But who are you? Do you deserve to talk about your face here?" He was enraged by the Madam's words. It was all about Matthew not giving him face throughout her words. What? Was she really hoping for a feud between him and Matthew just because of her?

Did she think that he was stupid and could be used by her?

Declan tipped the manager a wink, "Take her away and dump her in the worst brothel.

The worst brothel was equivalent to those special 'hair salons' in the small alley. The customer could have carnal knowledge of the woman as long as he paid the money. She had to receive many whoremasters in a single day.

If anyone was dumped to this kind of place, she was done.

The Madam's face turned pale, and she couldn't believe that Declan would be so heartless to her. She had also served Declan for quite some time. At the very least, she deserved credit for her efforts, right? He really meant it. He wanted her to die by dumping her in such a place.

The madam broke off the manager's hand, walked over, and grabbed Declan's hand, "It's my fault. I beg you not to send me there for the sake of my years of service to you."

She didn't have any flirtatious expressions like before at the moment but only left the expression of discomfiture. Fearful tears welled up in her eyes.

Declan put one of his hands in his pocket. Instead of looking at her, Declan put his gaze onto Matthew, "Mr. Nelson, you say, what to do? After all, it was you who was offended by her."

The madam's gaze also looked over, filled with regret and hatred. If the total number of men she had met here was not in the thousands, it was certainly in the hundreds. Which of them did not fall in love with her at first sight and wanted to get her to the bed?

She never expected to meet someone who was so difficult to overcome. Furthermore, he had high social standing. Even Declan wanted to cotton up with him.

She trembled and bit her lip. She hoped that he would be merciful to her, "I was too ignorant to recognize you and offended you. I'm sorry. I sincerely apologize. It's all my fault."

Matthew didn't even raise his eyelids. His voice, neither high nor low, echoed icily, "Mr. Bailey is really good at joking. What do your domestic affairs have anything to do with me?"

He didn't want to deal with this issue. It was all of Declan's business on how to deal with it.

Declan also didn't expect Matthew to be affected by something like this. After all, neither of them had any hatred for the other. It was unworthy of him to have a feud with Matthew over a woman.

Furthermore, it would be preferable if he could be Matthew's friend or even a cooperation partner. So, he might as well honor Matthew in this case.

He stuck out his tongue and licked his lips. He waved to the manager, "Don't stay in front of me."

The madam was definitely unwilling to go. Her thin calves trembled, "I've made a mistake. I know I've made a mistake." She flopped on her knees on the ground. She cried terribly while clutching Declan's legs and not letting go," I've made a mistake. I really know I've made a mistake. You just let me off the hook for once."

"Damn. Where are your eyes? You can't even deal with a woman, can you?!" Declan was annoyed by being bothered by her and talked smut.

The manager tipped a wink to his subordinate and forcefully dragged the madam away. Her miserable cries faded through the glass door.

"Mr. Nelson, we're honored to have you here today. Do you want to have fun?" When he tugged on his collar, he appeared to be riffraff, with a glimmer of a smile on his lips.

Matthew raised his chin slightly and looked at him arrogantly, "I come to Mr. Bailey's place, of course, is to look for some fun in this boring life. Or do you think I came here to discuss national issues?"

They both had their own plans, and they hit it off. Declan smiled lightly, and his laughter echoed in the decorated and exotic hall. He took two steps closer to Matthew and looked like everything was under his control, "I'll definitely let Mr. Nelson have fun today. If you're not satisfied, I'll close this place tomorrow."

Matthew wanted to sound out if he had deals with Jeffery and if he was simply entrusted by someone to kidnap the person or if there was more to it from him.

Declan wanted to cotton up with him. Matthew was themselves admired, and he was never willing to associate with him. And now, he had taken the initiative to come. Declan would be a fool if he didn't seize the opportunity.

Declan looked confident, and Matthew smiled without saying a word. Declan, as the proprietor of the place, naturally arranged to entertain them.

The private room on the third floor was spacious and quiet. In the center of the room was a row of oval black leather sofas. A large and stable marble coffee table was in front of the sofa.

Declan didn't follow them into the room, and he was whispering to the manager at the door. Although they were unable to hear what he said, they could guess some of it. When Declan turned around and walked in, the lady who had come to send drinks carried two bottles of high-end wine and a fruit plate. She put them on the table.

Matthew sat down calmly and cast a sidelong glance. It just happened that Boyce raised his head at that time. Their gazes collided. Matthew asked, "Does your phone still have power?"

Boyce quickly understood what Matthew meant and said yes while nodding.

They had to leave a piece of evidence if there was any useful information from the conversation between Matthew and Declan when Matthew talked with him later.

Declan walked in and waved to the waiter to ask her to leave. He opened a bottle of wine by himself and poured it into the glass in front of him. When he poured the wine into the glass in front of Matthew, he said proudly, "What a coincidence today. They're still college students. They're so pure. In fact, I keep them for my own enjoyment. I'll give them to you today."

As soon as his words fell, the door of the private room was pushed open. The manager walked in with four stunning women.000000☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐