Steal my heart novel (Grace James and Caden Shaw)

Originally, there were only three people in the room: The customer, Queena, and Grace. If Grace didn't say anything, then no one would know about it. However, Queena treated it as a joke and told the PR department.

Gloria also known.

Humbert was stunned, "did she have to be this cruel? This Queena is quite a cruel person."

As Caden listened, his face turned gloomy, and he nodded at Gloria, "Bring this Queena here. I'll be waiting in room 606."

After speaking, she turned and headed towards the elevator.

Humbert followed Caden, clearly aware that his friend was suppressing his anger.

Curling his lips, Humbert's eyes flashed with high spirits... this was going to be interesting.

Someone bullied Grace, and Caden was suppressing anger...What did it all mean?

Humbert curled his lips again.

Room 606

Luna and Queena stared at the two men sitting on the sofa.

These men were high-class folks!

When Gloria sent Luna and Queena to VIP Room 606, the two of them thought that some rich folks specifically requested for them.

As they entered the room, Luna and Queena's eyes lit up instantly.

Caden and Humbert, two of the most prominent figures in the Royal Club!

"Who's Luna? Who's Queena?"

In the room, Caden sat lazily on the sofa and asked in a low, magnetic voice.

"Me! I am Queena!"

Luna glanced at Queena and pouted her lips secretly... Such an impatient fool to rush up at the sight of a man. She would get played with too easily, huh!

Although she thought this in her heart, Luna also took a step forward, unwilling to be outdone, "I am Luna."

Wine and fruits were already placed on the crystal table. Humbert poured himself a glass of red wine and took a sip while he looked on at the two scantily-clad women. They had a seductive look in their eyes, and Humbert used the wine glass to cover the smirk on his lips.

"Who wants to come first?" Caden said lightly; Humbert almost choked on a sip... Hey, bro, if you talk so ambiguously, you will be misunderstood!

"Mr. Shaw, let me pour you some wine." Luna said smoothly.

Not to be outdone, Queena deliberately and proudly displayed her plump bosom, and said with a coquettish smile, "Mr. Shaw, let Luna pour the wine for you; I'll feed you some fruits."

Humbert smiled when watching Caden nod and say, "No hurry, come one by one."

Ha-

Humbert almost laughed.

The two poor women didn't even know that their time of death was near.

At this time, Gloria knocked on the door and walked in, carrying a suitcase in hand, "President Shaw, I have brought what you want."

Under Caden's gaze, Gloria put the suitcase on the crystal table and opened it with a "click".

When the case was opened, two gasps with amaze were heard in the box.

"How"

Luna and Queena stared at the stacks of cash in the suitcase, their eyes shined brightly, and their souls about to be whisked away.

The men on the sofa suddenly got up with their model-like sturdy bodies, which suddenly attracted the attention of the two women.

Caden grabbed a large stack of cash, and before the two women, he threw them into the air, acting extremely attractive, "You," he looked at Luna but ignored her returning glance, and said indifferently, "Get on the floor and pick it all up."

Luna was stunned... "President Shaw, that, that's not such a good idea..."

"Nothing bad, just do it."

Luna's face paled, but she was a veteran hostess, and she immediately whimpered, "President Shaw~ Don't give me a hard time. I like you, Mr. Shaw, not your money."

Puff~!

Humbert swore, this time he really can't hold it anymore!

"Gloria, teach her some rules." Even though Luna flirted at him with her eyes, Caden didn't even bother to look.

"Yes, President Shaw." Gloria's eyes fell cold, "Luna, the customer is always right. If the customer wants you to get down, you have to get down; if the customer wants you to drink, you have to drink. You are ar old veteran in the club; don't you even know the rules?"

"Gloria, I, I don't..."

"You better think twice about some things before you say it."

Luna gritted her teeth tightly after hearing Gloria's words, and went down.

"Pick up all the money on the ground."

Luna was unwilling but she began to pick up the money.

Thinking that the matter was finally over, a faint command came from over her head, "Move your waists, sway your hips; don't act like a dead fish."

Luna turned pale in an instant... She finally realized: Isn't her current situation the same as Grace's situation that time in room 606?

She turned pale and didn't know what to do.

She was a top hostess, and never has she been this humiliated by any customer since she's been in the business. Her self-esteem could not accept this, and she was not the kind of woman like Grace, who would do anything for money!

A person of her stature could not be compared to that of Grace James.

"Didn't you hear what Mr. Shaw said?" Gloria coldly repeated, "Move your waist and hips."

Luna felt humiliated!

"Gloria! Mr. Shaw! It's no big deal, I don't need this money!" She didn't need the money on the ground! Luna stood up angrily.

She looked at Caden angrily, "Mr. Shaw, I won't pick up the money, and I don't want it."

Caden's thin lips cracked a slight smile, and he said slowly, "Who said that the money on the ground is yours after you pick it up?"

Luna took a deep breath and exploded with anger, "President Shaw! Don't think that you are a big man so you can command me however you want. We have rules here at the Royal Club. Even bigshots have to obey the rules here!"

At the Royal Club, almost everyone knew Caden, but only a handful knew that he owned it. Of course, Royal Club was only a small part of Caden's businesses.

"Hahahahaha..." In such a serious atmosphere, Humbert almost burst into tears from laughing, "Oh, my God! That's funny, Caden; someone asked you to abide by Royal Club's rules; what are you going to

do?"

Caden chuckled lightly, "You're right," he looked at Luna, "Here at the Royal Club, we have to abide by the rules of the Royal Club. Unfortunately for you, in the Royal Club, I am the rules."

Luna did not understand, Gloria nodded aside, "Royal Club is an industry under President Shaw. So... Luna, if you still want a way to survive in the future, listen carefully to President Shaw. Do what Mr. Shaw requests."

Luna's face was pale as snow now; she couldn't be any whiter.