Forced Into Marriage: My Husband’s Too Mean novel Chapter 246

The middle-aged man called Mr. Jensen laughed and patted Shaun's shoulder. He then turned to talk to someone on the other side.

There was a kind of strong fragrance in the room. Coupled with the indoor heating that was a little too hot, it made everyone restless.

Shaun stared at his message that was not replied to and frowned. He could not bear this any longer and did not want to continue entertaining these old perverts.

As he was just about to stand up, the curtain on the huge stage in front of him suddenly closed up from both sides. It was accompanied by a rather shrill male voice.

"Esteemed guests, sorry to keep you all waiting."

After saying that, the man dressed as a host bowed gently on the stage. He looked so natural as if he had repeated this hundreds of times.

"Today, we’ve suddenly received a big gift." When he said this, the man's voice paused slightly. Seeing the audience’s eyes below focused on him, he had a touch of mockery on his face, but it was suppressed by a big smile.

"It's a very big gift..." He beat around the bust.

The guests below were probably used to this style and did not rush him. Thus, the host once again showed an impeccable smile. "For the sake of this angel who just arrived, we decided to change the game for everyone."

After saying that, the host winked playfully.

Shaun was anxious, but leaving now would bring too much attention to him.

At this moment, the phone in his hand vibrated lightly. Shaun did not care if the glow from the phone screen would affect others. He hurriedly picked it up and there was only one sentence on it, “I really don't want to like you anymore!!”

It was followed by two exclamation marks, which indicated the sender's resolution.

Shaun's heart sank. The previous message he sent was, “Why did you change your flight?”

Yvette Wendell had secretly changed the flight ticket that Callum Wendell gave her. She was supposed to leave after the New Year, but she changed it to tonight. She was also supposed to go to a reputable university in London. Everything had been prepared for her. Callum even got her a tutor, which was Shaun’s tutor back in university. However, Yvette enrolled herself in another university. She must have secretly prepared for this for a long time.

Callum was furious and said that he would cut her off. Shaun somehow felt responsible for Yvette, hence their conversation today.

His fingers typed quickly, “Your brother cut off your credit card. Don’t get on the plane. Where are you now? Stay there and wait for me.

The host on stage was still talking as huge metal cages came up one after another. All of them were decorated with flowers and greenery. Inside the cage were invariably innocent or enchanting women.

"This is the 'dinner' we’ve prepared for you tonight. Now you can make your choice. Remember, if someone chooses the same angel, then you have to start bidding for her. And remember, those who have made a choice can no longer participate in the grand finale!"

The host ended every sentence with an upturned tune. In the cages behind him, the beautiful women were posing seductively.

The two men next to Shaun were dumbfounded. Their eyes were lustful, as if they had peered through the women’s thin clothing to what was underneath.

Each of them had a device in their hands that allowed them to press the number of the girl they liked.

Shaun did not even lift his head. Yvette had a big fight with her brother and she was in hiding.

Zayn’s eyes narrowed dangerously when they did not find Lindsey. Behind him, Soren approached Zayn and said, "Pink Lane’s monthly underground trade fair seems to be today."

Clearly, Zayn had also thought of it.

Sneaking in was just a polite gesture. This time, Zayn directly pushed the door open in a hostile way.

The manager of the bar heard that someone had arrived and scared some customers away. He thought who would be so daring to come here and cause trouble, but when he saw the man standing there, his legs nearly went limp.

"Mr...Mr. Guggenheim, what brings you here? This way, please. Would you like a private room like last time?"

The manager pulled up a flattering smile and gestured to invite them inside, but seeing Zayn's grim face, he could not bring himself to say the rest of his words.

In the past, Zayn had Quentin, who was a smiling tiger by his side to help him, but Quentin was not here and Zayn's mood was visibly terrible.

Zayn only glanced at the manager and spat out, "Get out of the way!"

He then walked past the manager and headed straight for the stairway to the underground venue.

"Mr. Guggenheim! Mr. Guggenheim! This month's event has already started. It’s too late for you to go in now. How about next month? I’ll reserve a VIP seat for you. Mr. Guggenheim..."

Zayn abruptly turned his head back. "Too late?"