The Formidable Son-In-Law: The Charismatic Lucas Gray Chapter 241
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Chapter 241: By the Time He Comes
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Perry was an extremely mercenary person who would succumb to the powerful and do anything for his interests. Based on the fact that he had framed them without getting the facts right alone, Lucas would definitely not let him continue working for the bathhouse.
Perry was naturally unwilling to leave. Although he was just the manager of the bathhouse, whose salary was not high and authority was limited, he could gain a lot of benefits.
If he left this job, he wouldn’t be able to find another one comparable to this, especially since he was already old.
Bang!
Perry dropped to his knees in front of Lucas. “Mr. Gray, it was all my fault. Please give me another chance! I guarantee that I will never do anything wrong again! I have a family to feed. If you fire me, my family will not be able to make ends meet!”
Perry was weeping miserably and trying to play the sympathy card. Lucas was well aware of what he was doing, but he wasn’t moved at all and ignored him.
Lucas called Joe over and instructed, “I’ll leave it to you to take care of everything in this bathhouse. Hire someone reliable to be the manager, and keep a close tab on everything that goes on here.”
Lucas naturally had no time to personally bother about such a trivial matter like dealing with the insignificant staff.
“Yes, I’ll have someone come here and take over now!” Joe naturally agreed and then took out his phone to make a call in order to make arrangements.
Meanwhile, Lucas strolled toward the tiny room that Calvin had just been pushed into, only to see that he was sitting despondently with a crestfallen look. When he saw Lucas enter, a trace of nervousness appeared on his face.
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But Lucas wasn’t interested in him. He merely said indifferently, “You can go now. If you don’t want to die, run as far as you can.”
As if he had been pardoned, Calvin hurriedly scurried out.
With his sharp sense of hearing, Lucas had already heard everything that Joe said to Calvin in this room just now while he was outside.
Joe promised to give Calvin $1.2 million as long as he signed the transfer contract. He also promised that he would help him leave Orange County and stay far from the area within the Taylors’ control.
If Calvin refused, he would still be forced to sign the contract and then face the wrath of the Taylors on his own.
Thus, between the two choices, Calvin naturally decided to be wise and chose the first one.
At this moment, Joe had already arranged for someone to take over the management of the Ocean Bathhouse and entered to report to Lucas. “Mr. Gray, I’ve already made all the arrangements. The person will come over in a while.”
Lucas nodded. “Make a trip out with me later.”
Joe naturally agreed quickly.
After walking out of the room, Lucas said to William, Cheyenne, and Charlotte, “William, go up and take a bath while I go out and buy some clothes for you. Cheyenne, Charlotte, get some rest here.”
Joe asked his bodyguards to stay behind to protect Charlotte and Cheyenne, lest they got into a conflict with some mindless people.
Although Lucas had long secretly arranged for some people to protect the both of them, he was pleased with Joe’s decision.
After leaving the Ocean Bathhouse, Joe drove Lucas along the road unhurriedly.
Lucas had already sent Joe’s subordinate to buy some clothes for William and merely wanted to talk to Joe about some matters.
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“What exactly are the kinds of dubious business dealings that go on in the Ocean Bathhouse? How important are they to the Taylors?” Lucas went straight to the point.
Joe didn’t dare to hide anything and hurriedly told Lucas everything honestly.
“As far as I know, the Taylors were still just a second-tier family in the city more than ten years ago. Their mainstay was some underground businesses operated on a scale similar to Tony Zander’s businesses. Later on, the Taylors opened the Ocean Bathhouse, but it’s just a facade and smokescreen for the illegal business they run upstairs. They have brought in various beauties from all over the world and housed them upstairs to attract distinguished guests.
“With that alone, the Ocean Bathhouse managed to help the Taylors form close relationships with many wealthy and powerful figures of Orange County, allowing them to build a stable network of connections.
“Later on, those beauties became the secret weapons that allowed the Taylors to accumulate wealth and expand their businesses, propelling them to the high status of being one of the four top families in Orange County.
“However, according to the information I have, most of those beautiful women do not come from a clean background. They were either trafficked or forced to come here, and the methods used to do so were sordid and lowly as well. I heard that they often threatened and harmed the families of these women to force them to come here. But the Taylors’ sources are very secretive, and they have tight security control, so no one has been able to expose all this for many years.”
Lucas frowned with a sharp and cold gaze in his eyes. “Even if the control is strict, there’s bound to be many traces and clues over the years. They’ve done so many unconscionable things, so surely someone must have stepped in to control them. Even if the Taylors have opened up many channels and sources, they have plenty of competitors too. Do their competitors and rivals just leave them be?”
Joe laughed bitterly. “Mr. Gray, the Taylors are relatively cautious, so they didn’t register the Ocean Bathhouse under their names at all. For example, Calvin Pearce. He’s the legally appointed person in charge of the bathhouse, and on the surface, he seems to have nothing to do with the Taylors. So even if someone reports the bathhouse, the Taylors won’t be found to be involved, and they won’t admit to it no matter what.
“If something really happens, they’ll at most give the person in charge a little compensation afterward and then arrange for another person to take over. There wouldn’t be any evidence against the Taylors at all.
“Besides, the Taylors have long relied on the Ocean Bathhouse to gain a strong foothold in Orange County, and they have now developed businesses in various industries in the county. Even if the Ocean Bathhouse is eradicated now, it won’t affect them much.”
After giving Lucas a truthful explanation, Joe looked at him again. “Mr. Gray, I shouldn’t be the one to say this, but we definitely can’t hide what happened today from the Taylors. If the Taylors find out that you bought the Ocean Bathhouse, they’ll definitely take revenge on you!”
Lucas snorted coldly, and a trace of killing intent appeared in his eyes.
They really deserved to die for trafficking women and forcing them into prostitution!
“I’ll wait for them to come knocking on my door!”
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