Chapter 584: Every Family Has Its Troubles

The guy called Dragon seemed to see right through her thoughts.

"Miss Vaughn, I advise you not to have any crooked ideas. In our line of work, we definitely make thorough preparations."

Thorough preparations?!

What a joke!

In a place that doesn’t even seem legitimate from the entrance, who knows what those guests might take the girls inside to do? To say it’s entirely reasonable and legal, Cecilia didn’t believe it at all.

...

Cecilia cynically thought to herself, just about to admit her misfortune, when suddenly, upon seriously pondering the name Cynthia Keaton, it was like a bolt of lightning exploded in her mind.

"What did you say?"

"The girl’s name is Cynthia Keaton? Are you sure you haven’t gotten it wrong?"

Actually, the number of Evan Vaughn’s schoolmates that Cecilia knew could be counted on one hand.

But Cecilia had indeed met that girl, Cynthia Keaton.

Once, Evan got into disrepute at school because of her, almost leading to a heart problem, and it was that girl Cynthia who first got in touch with them.

She even helped Cecilia understand the details when Cecilia arrived at the scene.

Because it was so late, and since Cynthia was a day student, Cecilia finally had her find a nearby five-star hotel to stay in.

...

Cecilia could vaguely picture Cynthia’s shy but bright eyes; her appearance wasn’t remarkably beautiful, but among average high school girls, she definitely stood out.

How could a likable girl like her end up working at a place like the Elysian Fields All-Nighter City?

And Cynthia was also in her senior year!

Next June or July, she’d be taking the college entrance exams. According to Evan, Cynthia’s grades were quite good, and she was very diligent. How could she choose to work on a Saturday night, especially in a job so criticized by the public...

If she had expressed any difficulties earlier, Cecilia thought she might have funded Cynthia’s school fees temporarily.

Of course, it wouldn’t be free; she’d have Cynthia repay her after college without interest.

Just as a token of appreciation for her support at the Stellerton First High’s entrance that day.

A favor of a pint could turn into a grudge of a bushel; Cecilia didn’t like giving people a completely free pass in case it fed their greed, which would not end well.

...

The club boss who called himself Dragon looked at Cecilia’s incredulous face with growing disdain.

"Why, you know the girl called Cynthia Keaton? Can’t believe what I said is true?"

"..."

Cecilia considered that Evan was likely to have become so furious and gotten into a fight because of Cynthia.

"Sorry, I wasn’t very aware of the details before. May I ask what kind of contract Cynthia Keaton has with you?"

"If she’s offended the customer, as long as it’s within reason, I can compensate for it, as an apology on behalf of her and my brother."

...

"Pay? Do you know they have offended the customer?"

Dragon found it amusing as he scrutinized Cecilia.

"Your brother now is probably tied up by that customer, watching that little girl Cynthia Keaton actively and eagerly make amends."

He emphasized the words "eagerly make amends" heavily.

This immediately heightened Cecilia’s ominous premonition.

All young people inexperienced in the world; if they acted rashly and did something irreparable, it would be troublesome.

...

Cecilia was worried about her brother and now held a certain concern for Cynthia Keaton as well.

She knitted her brows.

"Can I go take a look?"

Evan had health issues, and if something went wrong here, Cecilia was ready to raze this cursed nightclub to the ground.

"You?"

The other man cast a skeptical glance at Cecilia.

Cecilia smiled politely.

"What could a weak woman like me do? If Dragon isn’t worried, you can come with me. With you leading, the situation may have a greater chance for resolution."

...

Seeing Cecilia’s perpetually calm and composed eyes, Dragon’s heart felt as if someone had tossed in a small stone.

Considering the tough client in the private room and that Cecilia’s beauty far surpassed that of the girl called Cynthia Keaton, wasn’t this leading a lamb to a tiger’s den?

Dragon was rather amused to watch the show.

Admiring the courage of this young girl who came alone, he didn’t make things difficult for Cecilia, only smiling as he gave her a room number.

"Alright, you can go, Room 2055. That’s Lord Zane’s place. May you navigate this safely."

"..."

Seeing the other man’s playful eyes, Cecilia felt a twinge of anxiety, but she didn’t dwell on it, as rescuing people was more urgent.

"Alright, then I’ll trouble Dragon to pass the message. I will remember this big favor."

Cecilia thought for a moment and then simply took off her pearl earrings.

Though these earrings she had picked for herself weren’t very expensive, they still cost a few thousand bucks and making an impression wasn’t a bad idea.

...

Dragon looked at Cecilia in surprise, clearly not expecting such generosity.

He was an observant man, not unable to recognize the value of the pearl earrings. Although insignificant to him, he saw Cecilia just as a typical university-aged girl, and her willingness to give up such a piece of jewelry for her brother showed a definitely commendable spirit.

"Go ahead."

Dragon gestured at a red-suited effeminate man with his chin.

"Lead the way for this Miss Vaughn."

"Alright."

...

Outside the gate, the red-suited man arrogantly raised his hand.

"I say, young lady, you look so delicate, don’t bother going to Room 2055. Who knows, not just your brother and that yellow-haired girl Cynthia Keaton, but you might also get caught up with Lord Zane."

Though this effeminate guy’s voice was weird, warning others to avoid danger was a large kindness.

A flicker appeared in Cecilia’s eyes.

"Is this Lord Zane powerful?"

"The head of the northern precinct is his nephew, and he’s a big shot in the business circle himself. You think Lord Zane’s not powerful?"

"Uh... he’s alright."

Cecilia once again showed an indescribable expression.

So he’s a businessman with a hint of nepotism after all...

As Cecilia’s thoughts whirled around, she found herself at the door of Room 2055.

...

The red-suited man shrugged his shoulders.

"I won’t accompany you inside. Take care of yourself."

"Thank you."

Cecilia’s face turned slightly somber as she took a deep breath and opened the door to the private room.

...

In an instant, the noise was deafening.

"Take it off! Take it off! Hiyah, I say, Cynthia, you lost again in rock-paper-scissors, haha..."