Chapter 42

The Treatment Exclusive To The Best Pimp

All of a sudden, a deafening honk roared amid the silence of the streets.

The loud sound struck Eliana like a bolt from the blue.

Startled, she snapped out of her daze and returned to her senses just in time for a car to brake hastily
inches away from her.

"Screw you!" the driver barked, furious.

He shot her a fierce glare from the windshield.

Eliana, despite having regained herself, was still stunned.

She hurriedly looked around to ascertain her surroundings, and realized that she was standing smack
dab in the middle of a busy road teeming with cars.



"I-I’m sorry…"

Facing the driver’s justified anger, she was quick to bow and apologize as sincerely as she could.

Just then, someone grabbed her wrist from behind and pulled her away from the car-filled road.

The palm wrapped around her wrist was large and masculine.It was the hand of a man.

Eliana found herself dragged unwittingly from where she stood and to the safety of the sidewalk.

Preston’s handsome face fell into her view.His attractive features were strained with concern and
anger.




"Are you crazy? What if you get hit by a car?!"

Eliana stared at Preston’s furrowed brow and bright eyes, startled by his unexpected appearance.

All the sorrow and misery in her heart washed over her like water out of a broken dam, and suddenly,
she couldn’t control her emotions.

Without an ounce of hesitation, she flung herself into his strong arms and dug her face into his warm
chest.

When she spoke, it was in a childish tone full of pleading.

"Hey… Can I borrow you for a minute? Please…?" Maurice paused.

At that moment, time stood still and silence reigned between them.

The only clear sound was the subdued rhythm of their pulsating hearts.

"What’s the matter?"

Maurice closed his arms around Eliana’s waist and ran his hands through her soft black hair to comfort
her.

"I’m in a bad mood." Eliana replied vaguely, not bothering to dive deep into the details.

After all, she couldn’t possibly tell him what had taken place the night before.

Despite her curt response, Maurice didn’t question her.

Instead, he accompanied her quietly just as she had requested.

A long time passed before Eliana finally raised her head from his chest.



Red dusted her cheeks as she muttered shyly, "Umm, you see… I want to get some drinks.If you pay
the bill… Will you get a discount?"

Maurice had waited for her to speak for quite a while, and didn’t expect this to be the first thing she
would say.He was caught by surprise.His lips quirked up into a smile before he burst into amused
laughter.

They entered his Aston Martin, and he drove to the Imperial Golden Club.

Once there, he stopped the car right at the entrance.

Eliana was about to get out but stopped instantly when Maurice interrupted her with a curt call.

"One second."

Eliana wondered what he was planning.He stepped out of the driver’s seat, and then made his way to
the passenger seat to open the door for Eliana from the outside.His charming, gentlemanly conduct
surprised and flattered Eliana.

Never did she expect him to be so attentive to her! As Maurice escorted Eliana out of the car, their
gazes met.

In his eyes, Eliana could see warm affection and adoration.

The two stepped into the club’s premises and soon passed the entrance gates.

As Eliana and Maurice walked, the waiters passing by stopped briefly to give the two a short, respectful
nod before returning to their tasks.

Their show of respect puzzled Eliana, who couldn’t understand why all of them were acting that way.

She promptly tugged at Maurice’s sleeve and whispered curiously, "Are they always like this?"



Maurice turned briefly to her.

His eyes shone with a mischievous glint as he grinned at her and said teasingly, "This is the treatment
exclusive to the best pimp.They wouldn’t do the same to others."

"I see! You deserve it," Eliana replied seriously, her face the expression of dawning comprehension.

Never in her wildest dreams did she imagine the most famous pimp to enjoy such a distinguished
position in the Imperial Golden Club.

A thought crossed her mind.

What of the discount on the drinks later on? A little while later, Maurice and Eliana reached their private
room.

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