Sera ignored the guard, who was staring at her. She just smiled as the man closely followed behind her. "Your task is to protect me…" she said. "Don't ask questions," she added. Being curious is normal, especially when she was inside a strip club at two in the afternoon.

"Madam…"

"Please don't call me that." The other day, this man called her Miss Zhang, now he was calling her madam. Clearly, this was all because of that petty Chris.

"But…"

"What was your name again?"

"Dalgo."

"Great…. Nice to meet you, Dalgo. Please call me Sera."

"But Mr. Quinn said…"

"Don't listen to him."

"…"

"Ah… I forgot he is still your boss. You should resign and start working for me." Sera looked at the man's confused gaze. Dalgo wasn't old. He looked early thirty, but he should be older than that. He had a tattoo on his neck that is covered by some weird makeup. "And don't cover your tattoo using cheap makeup. It's weird." She turned her focus to the person who walked towards them.

"Hello Miss… how may I help you?" The woman smiled, her eyes turned towards Dalgo. Of course, Sera couldn't blame the woman. Dalgo isn't that good-looking, but he is about six feet tall with a fit body. He was more attractive than more than fifty percent of the people that Sera knew. "Are you looking for some fun?" the woman smiled at Dalgo.

"I am looking for some fun. Take me to Mr. Tan."

"Huh?" Surprised registered on the woman's face. "I'm sorry but… may I know this client's name?"

"Tell him Miss Zhang is here to see him. I will wait here… I will give you five minutes."

"But miss… how did you know that we have a client named Mr. Tan here?"

Sera lifted an eyebrow. The woman in front of her had red lips and deep-seated eyes that seemed to exaggerate the emotions in her face. She looked scared, yet somehow, she still looked beautiful and delicate. Sera couldn't help but wonder if looking like that, requires training or something. That face is Zhang Ying's signature look.

"What is your name?" Sera asked.

"Everyone calls me Rose."

"Like the flower?"

The woman smiled. Despite the smile on her face, she still looked delicate. Any man would immediately feel that she needed their protection. "Yes. They say I am as beautiful and thorny as a rose." Rose said.

"Ah…" Sera nodded. "Miss Rose…"

"Rose is fine."

"Good. Then Rose. Stop wasting your time. Tell Mr. Tan that I am here or I will call the police."

"Huh? This miss… what are you talking about?"

"Prostitution is illegal in this part of the city," Sera said. And just as she expected, the expression on Rose's face changed the moment she realized that Sera was threatening her. "And I can prove it. So… I will give you three minutes now."

Seeing the smile on Sera's face, Rose felt goosebumps throughout her body. She shivered and immediately nodded. Then she ran towards the elevator and immediately went to the third floor of the ground floor.

All of the Tulips Men's Club's illegal transactions are held downstairs. It was the same location where the prostitution den was located. And of course, it was where Mr. Tan, one of their VVIP clients, was.

"Sir… someone is looking for you!" Rose said, after knocking on the door. Of course, she couldn't open the door as it was private, and she knew that the people inside were currently naked.

"Rose? Come in." A gruff voice made her flinched. She complied.

She walked inside. The smell of sweat, sex, and blood wafted through her nose. She immediately lowered her head. "Yes, a woman named Miss Zhang is looking for you. She said she will wait for three minutes or she will call the police."

"What did you say her name was?"

"Miss Zhang… She didn't mention her first name."

"Damn… are you sure she said, Miss Zhang?"

"Yes, sir." Rose flinched when she heard a loud bang that was followed by a woman's whimper.

"Getaway, you b*tch!" Mr. Tan cursed. As usual, he would kick the woman that he was in when he was in a foul mood. Rose glanced at Jasmine, who is Mr. Tan's favorite. Despite being favored by the old man, Jasmine still received some punches and kicks every time he is in a foul mood. Because of this reason, Rose was thankful that the old man thought she was too old for him.

After all, Rose is already twenty-nine while Jasmine just turned twenty this year.

"Where is she?" Mr. Tan grunted as he started dressing himself.

"He is waiting on the first floor, sir," Rose answered.

"Why did you tell her that I was in?"

"She immediately looked for you when she arrives, sir."

"Shut up! Did I ask you to answer me?"

Rose could feel it. She could feel the slap coming.

"You are lucky. You are the only entertainer on the first floor today. If I slap you… people will notice." Mr. Tan said as he walked past her. "What are you waiting for!? Lead me to that woman!"

"Ah? Yes sir!"

….

Meanwhile, Sera was currently leaning against the bar counter. She looked relaxed as she smiled at the bartender, who just handed her some non-alcoholic mix. "Dalgo… how good is your martial arts?" she asked.

"So— so…"

"How humble," Sera said. "Mr. Tan would probably hurt me today. But… I don't want you to hurt him back."

"But— "

"Unless you have a method that would hurt him without causing any bruises."

"Ah?"

Sera met the man's eyes.

"Do you have a method like that?"

"Ye — yes."

"Good. As expected of an ex-special forces soldier."

"How did you— "

"Your tattoo." She pointed at the part of his neck. It was a part of an eagle that is only found in the special forces unit of the country. She is very familiar with the eagle as she always sees this every time she… ehem… peeked into their files.

"I told you to stop using cheap concealer. I should probably recommend you some in the future." Sera added and beamed as she spotted the three hundred pound man that was walking her way. "Mr. Tan… how have you been?" she said.