At the club…
Chloe arrived just in time to see the manager instructing the staff.
"You are finally here," the manager said coldly the moment she spotted Chloe. "You are late."
"My sister is in the hospital. She—"
"I don't want excuses," the manager cut her off, waving her hand impatiently. "The owner has invited important guests tonight. It's his birthday party. I won't tolerate a single mistake. Do you understand?"
Her sharp gaze swept across everyone present. "Go get ready. The guests will arrive soon."
With that, she turned and walked away.
Chloe silently put on the black mask that covered her eyes while the other women hurried to fix their makeup and adjust their outfits.
"I heard Mr. Ross will be here tonight," one woman whispered to another. "The rumors say he is a gangster. Someone who kills without hesitation."
Chloe's hands paused.
