Chapter 4
“Waste… Gil Roger…” Lily Roger’s voice echoed at the top of the stairs. She obviously meant to call him “waste,” but Gil Roger’s behavior just now made her hesitate. With no choice, she could only call him by his name.
Gil Roger stepped forward, hands in his pockets, and stood face to face with Lily Roger.
“Take me to Charm Gold Seat!” After saying that, Lily Rogers rushed downstairs. Jill Rogers watched from above as Lily’s petite waist swayed back and forth in a rather tempting manner.
His wife’s sister is still a high school student, but she leads a very active social life at night. After all, the Rogers family is wealthy!
Gil Roger went down to the garage and drove out Lily Roger’s Ferrari 815. Lily Roger got into the car, with her mini-skirt barely covering the tops of her thighs.
“I’d like to give you a friendly warning: Charm Gold Seat is a place full of all kinds of people. With your outfit, you’d better be careful!” Gil Roger stared straight ahead as the car shot forward like an arrow.
“Mind your own business. Drive your car carefully. If you scratch anything, I won’t be able to compensate you even if I sell myself!” Lily Rogers snorted and lit a mint cigarette for herself.
Gil Roger said nothing more. The entire Roger family had gone on a world tour, leaving only him and the sister of his wife, who was still in school. He had essentially become the family’s personal servant.
“When we get to Charm Gold Seat, don’t let anyone know our relationship. Be lively and attentive. Serving tea and water is your job. Accept any tips they give you!” Lily Rogers instructed impatiently.
He nodded blankly. This was simply the kind of life he was accustomed to. In reality, there was no need to repeat the same things every time.
The car crossed a railway bridge and stopped in the parking lot of Charm Gold Tower. Lily Rogers said lazily, “I’m at Supreme 666. Park the car there and come over by myself!”
Gil Roger nodded. The security staff at high-end entertainment venues were indeed required to handle parking, but they would charge a tip for the service.
A security guard hurried over to open the car door for Lily Rogers. Wearing high heels, Lily Rogers swayed her hips as she walked toward the entrance.
The security guard went around to the driver’s side. Jill Rogers rolled down the window and said, “No need to bother yourself. I’ll park it myself.”
The security guard immediately put on a cold expression, snorted, and turned to leave.
If they want to look down on me, then so be it. At least I saved ten bucks, Jill Roger comforted herself.
After parking the car and opening the door, he found a whole “Tianye” cigarette on the ground. Earlier, in the villa, he had smoked a cigarette from Lily Rogers, which triggered his craving for tobacco. His addiction wasn’t very strong. Usually, he would steal a few cigarettes when Lily Rogers invited people over to play cards in the villa, just to satisfy his craving.
He closed the car door, pretended to tie his shoelaces, quickly reached out to pick up the cigarette, got back into the car, turned the key, and clicked the lighter.
The cigarette lighter popped up quickly. I lit a cigarette, took a satisfying puff, then slowly exhaled the smoke through the rolled-down window.
“Tch…” The window of the car next to him slowly descended. A delicate and elegant face appeared in the window, looking at him with a teasing expression.
Damn it, every move I made just now was completely visible to that person. And what’s more, it was a stunningly beautiful face.
Gil Roger gave an awkward smile and was about to close the car window when, suddenly, what seemed to be a glowing screen appeared before his eyes.
“Height: 167 cm; Weight: 45 kg; Bust/Waist/Hips: 84/62/86…”
What’s going on? Jill Roger shook her head. The screen in front of her didn’t disappear at all; instead, data continued to flash across it:
“Congenital asthma; allergic to various pollens, experiencing allergic reactions…”
“Beep… beep…” My eardrums kept vibrating. There was actually a warning sound coming from my own ears.
Gil Roger reached out to slap his own head, but… the beautiful woman in the car window across from him suddenly grabbed her own neck with both hands and threw her head back violently…
“Emergency treatment measures… Artificial respiration… Artificial respiration plus chest compressions… Emergency treatment… Emergency treatment…”
Gil Roger was terrified. He quickly got out of the car and pulled open the door of the car on the opposite side.
The beautiful woman’s face was pale, and she let out “roar-like” sounds from her throat and nostrils.
“Emergency treatment… Artificial respiration + Chest compressions…”
The screen in front of me won’t go away.
Who cares? Saving lives is what matters!
Gil Roger immediately flattened the seat, knelt between the woman’s legs, and pinched her nose and chin.
The beauty’s delicate lips parted effortlessly. She took a deep breath, pressed her soft lips firmly against his, and blew air into his mouth slowly.
Once… twice…
Oh, and chest compressions too!
Left hand below, right hand above. The four fingers of the right hand pass over those of the left hand and firmly grasp the palm of the left hand. Place it against the beauty’s chest, and press firmly at the point corresponding to 84 cm.
This thing’s way too sensitive! You can’t control it if you don’t know the direction you’re going in!
“Slap!” A loud slap made his left side of the face burn with pain.
“Hey, I’m trying to save you, you know!” Jill Roger cried out, covering her face.
The beautiful woman regained consciousness. Judging from the force of the slap she gave him, she seems to be fine!
Her soft body was writhing. In a daze, Jill Roger suddenly realized that she was still sitting on top of someone else. She quickly got off.
“Uh… I’m sorry, that was an instinctive reaction on my part!” The beautiful woman blushed as she adjusted her clothes.
Gil Roger sighed and said, “It’s okay. Helping others is what brings happiness! Be careful though. You’re allergic to pollen.”
The beautiful woman nodded, then suddenly asked, “What’s your name?”
“My name is Jill Roger. I’m sorry, but I must go. I have friends waiting for me!” Jill Roger thought that Lily Roger needed someone to take care of her. If she arrived too late, that witch would surely explode at her again!
He rushed toward the hallway. Behind him, the beautiful woman seemed to call out, “Mr. Hoyle…”
Pushing open the door to the Supreme 666 private room, the music was deafening. Lily Rogers was sitting in the corner of the sofa, staring intently at a boy in the middle.
That was Altair Roger, the son of the Roger family. He was the epitome of a wealthy second-generation heir, adored by both nobles and commoners alike throughout Ireland City.
At that moment, Orte Roger had someone in each arm, staring blankly at the huge screen while humming the melody of the dance music.
Gil Roger wanted to hide in some inconspicuous corner. In situations like this, he was often the subject of jokes.
Unfortunately, it was too late. Ortlieb Roger noticed him and immediately waved his hand to have the music turned off.
“Hey, you good-for-nothing! You’re late again. Come here and blow out the candles on this bottle of wine. It’s for you!” Orte Roger pushed a bottle of XO towards Gil Roger, along with a wad of cash.
Changil Roger naturally liked it. It’s just that he had never tried XO liquor before. He hesitated, smiling sheepishly. Ortl Roger wrapped his arm around Changil’s neck and patted him on the head, asking, “What, you’re not trying to look down on me, are you?”
Gil Roger struggled a little, trying to maintain a smile. But Ortel Roger, seeing his struggles, became even more aggressive. He kept slapping Gil Roger’s cheeks and saying, “Today, I’m in a good mood. You’d better not make me angry!”
