Chapter 136 Alliance

At the same time, in a private club in Jarnford, the top-floor suite had fallen into uneasy silence. Joseph stared darkly at the bill in front of him. "Sir, your card didn't go through." The waiter's voice trembled as he spoke, his hands shaking. Joseph said nothing, only pulling another black card from his wallet and tossing it over. Moments later, the waiter returned, clutching that card as well. "Sir, this one won't work either." The room went dead still. Around the table, several wealthy young heirs exchanged glances, their expressions shifting. Rage surged up Joseph's spine, scorching. He shot to his feet, yanked a thick stack of bills from his wallet, and slammed it down on the table. "Is that enough?" His gaze swept the room, sharp and vicious, leaving no one brave enough to speak. He stormed out of the suite, booted open the club's grand doors, and strode into the night. His bodyguards followed in silence, hardly daring to breathe. "M-Mr. Gates," one of them stamm