Chapter 18

The manager of Night Bar has been replaced. Now in charge here is a man named Alan Yeger.

At that moment, all the once-noisy dance floors fell silent.

For fear that any noise or commotion might upset Miss Lanley and Mr.Thomas, the unfortunate one would be himself.

Alan Yager paid no mind to the reactions of the onlookers around him. Instead, he watched William Evans repeatedly kowtowing before him, a sly smile playing on the corners of his mouth.

Alright, I don't have time to make you wish me a Happy New Year in advance!

You know you're wrong—just leave right now!

Without any further ado, Alan Yegel simply delivered a swift kick.

With William Evans's nearly 75-kilogram frame, he sent his body soaring in a high parabolic arc through the night at the bar, as if kicking a ball.

After half a second, there came a loud thud as the object struck the entrance of the Nightshade Bar.

What's even more astonishing is that William Evans, who was kicked away, showed no sign of anger at all.

Enduring the pain in his body, he got up and bowed again toward the direction where Alan Yeger was standing.

"Thank you, Mr.Thomas, for sparing my life. I... I'll be leaving right now!" Alan Yeger said, casting another casual glance at Hermione Austin.

Don't leave yet. Just throw him out; don't let me see him again.

"Come on, get him out of here immediately—don't let this man set foot in the Night Bar again."

William Evans let out a loud shout, and several strong men stepped forward. They immediately grabbed Hermione Austin by the collar and dragged her out of the Nightlight Bar.

Then, from outside the door came wailing cries and the sound of broken bones, haunting everyone present like a nightmare.

At this point, Ron Porter simply couldn't hold on any longer.

He stepped forward boldly and knelt down beside Gail Lanley and Alan Yeger.

"Miss... I'm sorry, I was wrong. I shouldn' t have had such unrealistic expectations; it was just my foolish fantasy."

"Xu... Mr.Thomas... please let me go. I really didn't mean to cause you any trouble. I... I don't know..."

In Ron Porter's view, Alan Yager left a more profound impact on him than Gail Lanley did.

When he pleaded for mercy with Alan Yager, his speech became even more hesitant and awkward.

As for Ron Porter's utterly passive demeanor—showing no resistance whatsoever—Gael Lanley merely gave him a cold snort and didn't even glance at him.

Alan Yegel smiled, took a half-step toward him, and gently patted his cheek.

People, stop putting on airs—doing that will only get you struck by lightning!

I'll resign from Klein Family Group myself tomorrow. If I find out you stay there even for one more day, that bald man will be your fate.

Did you hear that?!

Although Ron Porter didn't know why Alan Yager was only pursuing him regarding his position within the Klein family group—whether he should resign or not—

At that moment, he dared not have any doubts and quickly nodded in response.

"Yes, yes, yes, I understand. I'll resign tomorrow!"

Seeing this, Alan Yager nodded approvingly and then returned to Gail Lanley.

"I've taken care of everything!"

At that moment, Alan Yager should have simply said, "Miss, I've taken care of everything."

However, since his classmates are still present, he must continue to maintain his identity as Gale Lanley's boyfriend.

Thus, the title of "Miss" was eliminated altogether.

However, Gale Lanley did cast a displeased glance at him and whispered a scolding remark.

Alan Yager, you've got this. You've been clashing with Ron Porter all along simply because he's a senior executive at the Klein family conglomerate!

It's truly wonderful that Belice Klein has you as her husband! Not only does she spend time with other women, but she also takes the time to help eliminate pests from his wife's company.

Just don't forget: I'm your girlfriend right now. I won't allow you to still be thinking about someone else!

Gail Lanley didn't know why either; she only learned later that Alan Yager had taken a detour precisely to help Bethel Klein.

There is a slightly sour sensation in the heart.

These words left Alan Yager somewhat confused.

"A girlfriend? Please—Bellysis Klein is my wife."

To be honest, you're really the "third party" in this situation!

And what's more, this girlfriend was just a impostor. Women really get too caught up in their roles!

The conversation between Alan Yager and Gail Lanley was barely heard due to the loud noise from voices in the dance floor.

Yet these words reached the ears of resident singer Sally Hill with absolute precision.

When Alan Yager first suffered bullying from the bald man Hermione Austin, he stepped forward to defend him, and Sally Hill remained deeply grateful to him.

It was only later that she learned he had actually become the new manager of Night Color Bar. In Sally Hill's eyes, Alan Yeger had also risen to become the leader of the gangsters.

What further diminished Alan Yager's impression in her mind was the conversation between Gail Lanley and him.

The meaning in Gale Lanley's words was clear: Alan Yegel was a married man. As for Gale Lanley, she was merely the mistress.

By the same logic, Alan Yager's efforts to stand up for himself were merely aimed at using a clichéd "hero saves the heroine" plot device to win people's favor.

In the end, she essentially saw herself as merely a target for his romantic pursuits.

With these thoughts in mind, Sally Hill paused and prepared to stand up and thank Alan Yegel.

But in the very next moment, for some unknown reason, a strange sense of intense heat surged within me.

Then, unexpectedly, a thought-provoking groan emerged from Sally Hill's mouth.

At this moment, Alan Yager was about to follow Gail Lanley to meet her high school classmates, including Happy.

Upon hearing that strange sound, he abruptly stopped the car.

As he turned his head slightly, Alan Yegel saw Sally Hill's face flushed with embarrassment.

As a reincarnated being of the 98th life, Alan Yager has frequented numerous nightclubs throughout his previous lives.

Who would have thought that this seemingly innocent pop singer was actually under the influence of drugs?

It seems that the bald old Austin Qiang was fully prepared to carry out his plan of stealing both wealth and affection tonight.

As Sally Hill's consciousness grew increasingly blurred, he began gently stroking her rosy neck with his jade-like hands.

Without hesitation, Alan Yegel scooped up the princess's delicate frame in a protective embrace.

She asked William Evans, whose gaze was ambiguous, a question before immediately embracing Sally Hill and rushing into the bar's lounge.

As soon as she entered the lounge, Sally Hill found herself clinging to Alan Yager like an octopus.

The faint, orchid-like fragrance emanating from his mouth occasionally stimulated Alan Yeger's senses.

It's not that Alan Yager has any special ability to remain unscathed; it's simply because he's already married.

Otherwise, just look at how Sally Hill's fumbling around with me right now—he's already taken care of that little beauty!

Without hesitation, Alan Yegel threw Sally Hill onto the bed with great force.

But who would have thought that the other person's medicinal effects were so potent? Without showing any sign of fatigue, they rose from bed again and grabbed Alan Yegel by his clothing.

"You... help me!"

Alan Yager can swear that Sally Hill's voice is the most beautiful he has ever heard from any woman.

It is usually like a delicate orchid in a deep valley or birdsong echoing through an empty mountain. At such moments, it takes on an even more poignant quality—one that evokes profound sympathy in anyone who sees it.

Combined with Sally Hill's innocent and charming face, the allure was so strong that it could even tempt a devout monk to break his vows.

With a sharp "his," he drew in a deep breath. Alan Yeger composed himself and pushed Sally Hill—still staring at him with a fierce expression—back onto the bed.