156 Getting Intimate in the Car, Teaching Her Hand by Hand (2nd Update)

Kyle Lowe saw them leave and, concerned, followed them out. He then stood guard outside and after about half an hour, he saw his master's figure.

William Hale usually didn't come to such places, as he wasn't a member.

He had forced his way in.

Although the security personnel at the door didn't recognize him, judging by his bearing, they knew he was not someone to mess with. They feigned an obstruction, "Sir, you are not a member here, we can't let you in!"

Dressed in a dark gray suit, with cold eyes and a sharp chill about him, as if draped in frost and snow, the manager hurried over and seemed to recognize him, smiling ingratiatingly, "Mr. Hale, what brings you here?"

"Looking for someone," he replied.

Instantly, the noisy bar seemed as if someone had hit the pause button.

Even the blasting music stopped.

Everyone examined this man who was so out of place in the environment.

Zoe Bell was having a drink with Hannah Johnson, tilting her head, "Sis, why did the music stop?"