Chapter 89 From Kenker Hotel

“Did you hear that, boys? This chick is really wild!” Trevon's laugh was deep and rough as he pointed at a few lackeys in the room. “Yeah, boss, who would've thought we'd have this kind of fun while waiting for the money?” The noise must have been loud because it woke Joaquin. Groggy, he blinked and saw the woman in Trevon's arms. On closer inspection, his eyes widened in shock. Luckily, Callie had been watching him closely. She mouthed a threat: "Keep quiet if you want to live." Joaquin shut his mouth, his gaze towards Callie a mix of disbelief and complex emotions, as if he couldn't believe she had actually come to save him. “Trevon! The kid’s awake!” The bald man had sharp eyes. Callie's spine went rigid, the wine glass in her hand halting midway. Trevon turned his head and saw Joaquin was indeed awake. He immediately shoved Callie aside, picked up the bloodstained knife from the table, and lifted Joaquin's chin with it. “You’ve got a tough life, waking up so quickly. Let’s s