Chapter 22

Shawn's eyes went wide. The weight in Derrick's voice made his knees go weak. Over the phone, Derrick said, "I heard a man's voice." Shawn remained silent. With a smirk, Melanie explained, "You misheard, Mr. Quinton." However, Derrick wasn't convinced. "Really? So, that must've been a dog panting in the restroom! Do you think I'm deaf?" Shawn instantly slapped a hand over his mouth. He edged toward the door while shooting Melanie a murderous glare, desperate for her to hang up. Melanie chuckled and said, "I'll be right out, Mr. Quinton." She ended the call right after that. Tilting her head, she looked at the flustered Shawn fumbling for the door. "If there's news about Derrick, I'll inform you." Meanwhile, Derrick was already waiting for Melanie at the club entrance. His expression was thunderous. The moment Melanie approached, he said coldly, "If you ever hang up on me again, I'll dock your pay!" No one had ever dared hang up on him before. Melanie plastered a sweet smil