My Mute Bride

Chapter 346 A Familial Organization

Lila stood outside the men’s room. One man probably didn’t notice the sign and was just about to go inside, but she stopped him all at once, saying, “Mister.”

Surprised, the man turned to look at her. Lila pointed to the sign at their feet. “The men’s room is temporarily unavailable for use. You should go to another floor instead.”

“Oh, thank you.”

Lila watched the man leave before staring at the door to the men’s room for a while. After that, she turned around and left as well.

The next day, Dillon woke up in the hospital ward and looked at his badly battered and bruised face in the mirror. He smashed the mirror right away with a loud crash, growling, “Who did it?!”

Lila stood beside him. “We don’t know. The nightclub’s CCTV went wrong last night, so we didn’t find anything.”

“You bunch of morons! What’s the use of having you guys?” Dillon yelled furiously. “Find that person no matter what. I’m gonna chop him to bits to feed the dog!”

Lila frowned and stepped out of the ward without saying a word.

A little while later, from inside the ward came the sound of things being smashed; Dillon had smashed almost every smashable object in the room. After all, he had never come to grief so badly before in his whole life.

Hearing the noise inside, the bodyguards trembled with fright. “Miss Lila, what should we do about this?”

Lila didn’t turn a hair. “Since it happened in Jason’s nightclub, he has to take full responsibility. Let him do the investigation.”

“Yes, Miss Lila.”

It was afternoon, and one could enjoy the view of the river from the booth next to the French window at the tenth-floor cafe in Green River Tower. The river water looked murky during the day, but it didn’t hide the grandeur of the river scenery.

two cups of

straightforwardly, “What do

Club and Dillon’s

“What for?”

“Are you so fond

They were both intelligent people, so there was no need to beat around the bush. “You probably know what the Jockey Club does without me having to tell you. It’s a place for debauchery that’s far from the place it purports to be. To put it nicely, it’s a social hub. Everybody who goes there does so with their own purposes; they go there to make friends with all kinds of people that’ll be of help to them.” Being a self-made man, Ryan had made himself a member of the club and made a lot of friends there back when he needed a network

were tense. “You know that these aren’t what I’m asking about.

slightly. “Here’s my advice: don’t ask too much about it. Knowing too much won’t do you any

envelope at hand across the table. “I believe you’ll no longer think of him as an ordinary little artist after you read this. He’s

on the manila

envelope, and both him and Ryan knew the reason for that. They were both businessmen, so this

everything. Still, I’d like to advise you to not get involved even if you know about it. I’m afraid you might

“Thanks for the reminder.”

in recent years, but he became a guest of honor on board the Golden Cruise all of a sudden. I looked into him, but I couldn’t find anything about him.” Ryan was very thorough. “So, I can only tell you my conjecture based on my experiences in dealing with those people in the

“Shoot.”

keeping an eye on Randall Baxter, the club’s boss, over the past few years,

“S?”

evil smuggling ring, that specializes in smuggling goods—mostly medicines—to war-ridden countries to make huge

there. As a result, even a box of cold medicine

in Riverdale under the guise of recreation and socializing. People are greedy, and they always want to make more money. If my guess is correct, Randall chooses from those people and observes them for a long time on his own initiative. Then, he waits for a chance to

role does

only met him a few times. He’s an idiot, but Randall is very respectful to him, so I guess he’s a member of the family at the

be sent out to take

children have to see the world and toughen themselves. Otherwise, of so many smuggling and drug-trafficking rings in the world, why do you think S would become such a