Chapter 422

In the VIP private room of the private club. Fred was lazily pouring red wine into Jake's glass. Jake was still wearing a long and thin dark coat. Before he could take it off, he sat on the sofa. He had been very tired recently. After handing the glass to Jake, Fred glanced at the scantily dressed beauty beside him and said, "don't bother. I'm not interested in it today. You can all go out." The girls seemed to be a little surprised. One of them didn't give up and stretched out his hand, wandering around the chest of Fred's shirt which was half open. He said in a flirtatious tone, "Mr Thomas, what's wrong with you recently? You ask us to come here every time. You give us a lot of money, but you do nothing. This makes us feel inferior. What did we do wrong?" Fred took the girl's hand away from his chest, pushed her up from the sofa, patted her on the buttock and said, "go ahead. Don't make trouble. Don't you see that Mr Smith doesn't look well?" The girl glanced at Jake charmingl