Chapter 242
Alex walked out of the club with both hands resting casually against the back of his head, with his gaze tilted upward toward the dark night sky, and a very satisfied smirk tugged at the corner of his lips as he mulled over everything that had just happened earlier.
All in all, he'd managed to struck something decent from that Julian kid tonight, he thought to himself while rolling his shoulders lazily as he strolled down the quiet street.
After the brat had, albeit unwillingly, wired a rather generous sum of compensation money to both Ella and Sylph for the trouble he'd caused, Alex had made sure to squeeze a little something extra out of him as well, purely as compensation for the precious time he had personally wasted dealing with the man's bodyguards.
