A Man Like None Other (Jared Chance) novel Chapter 1780

“My lady, it seems like it’s fate that we meet here today. Shall we exchange numbers?” The bald man was sure that his tactic had worked when he saw Lyanna looking at him.

All he wanted was for at least one woman to respond to him. Thus, the bald man put all of his focus on Lyanna. “Yes, I think it’s indeed fate, good sir,” Lyanna said as a glint flashed past her eyes.

The way she had called him “good sir” made a pleasant shudder run down the bald man’s spine. For a moment, he felt as if he had ascended to the heavens.

Lyanna knew that the right time had come at the sight of the bald man’s expression. Hence, she continued, “Why don’t you perform a round of pole dancing to cheer us up?”

“Sure, sure.” The bald man was staring at Lyanna in a daze, almost drooling. He was so infatuated that he would do anything Lyanna asked him to.

Thus, the bald man started swaying his large body on the plane. The sight made people guffaw in amusement. Yet, the bald man ignored them and only had eyes for Lyanna.

“Why don’t you do a strip dance too?” Lyanna suggested. Soon, the bald man began taking off hist clothes. Only when he was left with his underwear did Lyanna stop him.

As the bald man continued shaking his hips, everyone bent over, laughing so hard that they began tearing up. “Get on your knees and slap yourself,” Lyanna ordered.

Without hesitating, the bald man kneeled before Lyanna and started slapping himself. As he exerted much force into his slaps, his face soon swelled up.

At that moment, the onlookers finally noticed something amiss, and they began looking at the bald man in confoundment.

Right then, an expressionless man with sunglasses took off his sunglasses, his cold gaze landing on Lyanna..

“Please send us to the hotel first,” Jared told him. “Sure. Are there only four of you?”

The short man noted that there were four people before him, and they would fit just right in one car. However, Jared shook his head and pointed at Lizbeth and the others. “They’re with us too.”

The short man furrowed his brows briefly when he saw the large group. “What’s the matter? Are there too many of us?” Jared asked in confusion after studying the short man’s expression.

“No, no, no. I’ll go get the car now.” The short man waved his hands about before running off in haste. In a few minutes, the short man returned with two more Chanaeans.

There were three cars in total, and it was a perfect fit for Jared and the others. However, just as they hopped onto the cars, five large burly men came over.