Chapter 137

Vincent drove to Nocturne Nightclub. He pushed open the door to Charles' regular private room to see him in bed with his arms around a woman. There was only a thin sheet thrown over them to cover their private parts. Still, the scene was beyond sexual. "Mr. Stewart's still resting, Mr. Lewis. You—" The manager hurried after Vincent but failed to stop him. Vincent didn't even spare the couple a glance. He strode into the room and sat on the couch before massaging his temples. "Mr. Stewart…" The manager turned to see Charles had already woken up. He sat up in bed. Charles waved a hand at him, and the manager left. He pulled the sheets higher up around the woman before getting out of bed and pulling a shirt on. He walked to the couch and asked, "Weren't you away for a business trip in Chilburg? I thought you'd spend a few more days there." Vincent ignored him. He kept his head bowed as he massaged his temples. He looked like he was having a serious headache. "Did your deal fall