Snare of Love novel Chapter 483

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?”

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.