Chapter 91 Identity Exposed

Callie was still reeling from the shock of discovering that Club Paradise belonged to Bridger when Trevon returned, draping an arm around her shoulder. "Mr. Drake sure has some skills." Callie lit his cigarette, trying to suppress her trembling. "Yeah, without Mr. Drake, we wouldn't be here." "Sweetheart, how about coming home with me tonight?" he asked, leaning in, his face greasy and lecherous, aiming to kiss her cheek. Callie deftly dodged, playing hard to get. "As long as you pay enough, sure." Trevon was quite satisfied. She moved forward to pick up her glass again, but as she leaned too far, a card slipped from her pocket, landing on the carpet. "What's this?" Callie's movement froze, her breath catching. Trevon had already picked up the card, examining it under the light. Oh no, she forgot to take it out. "A Club Paradise membership card?" Trevon's voice rose, filled with disbelief. His face twisted as he glared at the seductive woman beside him. "Mr. Drake didn’t send y