132 The Wife

Halfway through the hallway, Lyca realized how childish she had been. What the hell was wrong with her? She frowned and went back to the room. But when she turned around, Shen Qui was already standing by the door. She gave an awkward smile as she walked towards him. "Period." She uttered another lame excuse before she handed the laptop back. "Stomach hurts."

"Oh, then we should go," he opened the door and called out. "Hey, Ronan, take care of the rest of the CCTV." He didn't wait for the man to acknowledge his words as he closed the door and held Lyca's hands. "Let's go," he pulled her towards the elevator that would lead them to the underground of the club.

This underground was like a condo unit equipped with everything that one needed to survive. It had five rooms and one master bedroom. All rooms had their own toilet and bath. There was also a computer room, a small gym, a kitchen, and a living room.