Living With My Lady Boss by Blue Silver novel Chapter 2356

"Hey, dude. It's still too early now. The Cassidy's only open at night."

Wilbur turned to see a muscular porter grinning at him.

"Oh, I think you have the wrong idea. I'm not going to The Cassidy, I was just passing by."

The porter nodded. "You don't say. Everyone thinks the same thing when they walk past this place."

Wilbur's face flushed, and he turned around. "Er, actually… I'm here looking for a job. I've been having some money troubles lately."

"I see. What do you do?"

"Anything, as long as the price is right."

"How about helping me out with moving some things?"

"Sure."

Wilbur could only say yes and followed the porter to a hotel. There, they loaded the food they had from the truck into the kitchen, which only took half a day with the additional help.

Later that afternoon, Wilbur was dragged into playing cards with the porter named Tommy as well as his friends. Wilbur's plan had been to hide his identity anyway, so he played along with everyone without winning or losing too much.

Time ticked by quickly enough, and night fell not long after. Tommy brought Wilbur into The Cassidy along with a few of his friends. The club, which looked rather dull and boring in the day, was bustling with life and lights at night.

Tommy and his friends quickly found girls to keep them company. Tommy ordered two pints of beer and handed Wilbur one of them before slinging an arm around Wilbur's shoulder. "Want me to get you a girl, bro?"

Tommy had no choice but to speed up his escape just as a fat man came running out of one of the rooms to the side. A muscular man chased after the fat man with a chair, hurling it at him and sending the fat man tumbling onto the ground.

The fat man backed away with all his might, begging sincerely as he did so, "Please, Mister Fawkes. Please don't kill me, please. I'll give you all your money, and my money too. Just don't kill me, please."

Fawkes scowled at the fat man. "You've let me down, George. Take this."

Upon saying the words, Fawkes fired three consecutive shots into George's head before cursing, "I f*cking hate liars like you!"

Fawkes spat onto George's face and turned to leave when Wilbur said, "Hang on, Fawkes. I think we should have a chat."

Fawkes stopped in his tracks, turning around to look at Wilbur. Wilbur had changed his appearance to look like Trevor Penn, thus Fawkes failed to recognize him.