Chapter: 15

Kaiden took another gulp of his drink and said, "No progress whatsoever. Great-grandpa's health is getting worse rapidly, and the doctors said we should get ready for the funeral."

Reflecting on the illustrious life of the old general, Spencer felt a pang of sadness, recognizing the unavoidable cycle of life and death.

“Look over there, isn't that your uncle, Kason? What's he doing here at the Glamour Club?" Spencer tapped Kaiden lightly and pointed at a well-respected figure making his way to the second floor.

While Kaiden looked over, he realized it was indeed Kason Hayes.

When Norah returned to the booth, she noticed the table was covered in red wine and champagne.

“Norah, what better way to start afresh after your blissful divorce than to cast away any misfortune? I've got all this set up for us. Let's make it a night to remember!"

Joanna confidently waved her hand, snatching up a bottle of champagne.

She shook it and popped the cork, making the fizzy liquid spray dampen Norah's sleeve.

"Derek is a fool. It's a bad idea to get mixed up with him. When you went to the restroom just now, Derek and his folks left. I was considering heading over there to give them a good talking-to! They should count themselves fortunate." Joanna pouted.

Norah casually sat beside Joanna, not bothered by the champagne on her sleeve. She gently patted Joanna's head, offering reassurance.

“Joanna, don't let things regarding that bastard get you worked up. How's everything going with the Hayes family?" Norah remarked.

Joanna paused to drink and then replied, "The Hayes family head plans to visit us himself, but we're in for a bit of a wait. Norah, have you considered disguising yourself? If the Hayes family figure out who you are, it could spell trouble for you."

Joanna felt a pang of regret for her lapse in caution that led them here. Thankfully, Norah didn't hold it against her. If Norah had, Joanna would have been kicking herself.

"It's all good," Norah said, pouring a glass of red wine and taking a leisurely sip. "He's seeking my help, so he ought to approach this with humility and ensure my identity's safe. That's his duty, wouldn't you agree?"

Joanna grinned. “Exactly. Let me fill you in on the Hayes family head. His name's Kason Hayes. He left the military two years back and took charge of his family, showing real backbone. You might not know much about him. Rumor has it he was involved in covert ops in his army days. I've barely crossed paths with him."

Among the elite descendants of Glophia, few had any direct dealings with Kason. They only knew of his feats from tales spun by their elders.

Norah found herself pondering over Kason. His name rang a bell.

Shortly after, Joanna got a call. She ended the call and waved her phone, announcing, "Norah, he is here. Should we head to a chamber?"

"Sounds good."

Norah and Joanna went to a secluded chamber on the club's third floor. This space boasted karaoke, massage spots for unwinding, and cozy lounges.

Settling on a couch in the chamber, the door burst open suddenly.

A group of bodyguards entered, flanking a man whose presence was commanding and frosty.

“Excuse me, are you Joanna?" The man's voice had a cold edge to it.

His face was obscured by the light, making it difficult to make out his features, but his towering figure emanated a chilling presence.