My Flirtacious Husband (Genevieve and Armand)
Chapter 1111

Chapter 1111 A Revenge In Bad Taste

"Zephyr is of Lostaria's mafia. Do you think he has the power to influence Baykeep's government?" questioned Cooper calmly.

"It seems that person spoke with the Zeigler family before but didn't get a favorable response. He's ruthless; he takes out anyone he can't use." Jerry knocked on the table as he added, "I heard General Zeigler had been admitted to a hospital. He's still unconscious, though." If anything happens to that man, we'll have one heck of a mess.

"If only we still have Mr. Faulkner with us..." Seeing how grim Cooper's face was, Jerry decided not to continue with the topic.

The fact that Jerry did not understand politics and that he was a Xedellsian meant he could not help the Zeiglers should anything happen to them. Even if the person he mentioned did not get to them first, the police of Xedells would.

Jerry did not think Cooper could protect the family either since businessmen could not interfere with politics.

Even though Jerry was unaware of Armand's actual capability, he vaguely knew that Armand had connections everywhere and could easily have any position.

After all, Robert would not have been impressed with Armand if the man were not that powerful.

Since Armand was Robert's godson, nobody dared lay a finger on the Zanes when he was still in Jadeborough. However, after he died, both the Zane and the Loake families quickly declined, which meant the person Jerry mentioned was also afraid of him.

"There's no point discussing this. It's not as though either of us has the power to change things." Jerry got a little hungry, so he began to eat.

"You said something about me exacting my revenge on Sally just now. What was that about?" inquired Cooper.

"Don't you own this club?" Only after taking another sip of his drink did Jerry continue, "I bumped into Sally on my back from the restroom, and I saw her in the club's uniform. I thought you had her work here because you wanted to get back at her."

Cooper was almost rendered speechless when he heard that. "I'd never exact my revenge on anyone in such bad taste."

"I see it now," uttered Jerry. "Poor Sally. Not only is she forbidden to visit her father, but she's also prohibited from using weapons. She'd be sentenced to imprisonment too if found with one."

When Gerald was still holding his esteemed position, Sally had to escort some professors overseas for work, and everyone simply kept quiet about her illegal firearms.

However, since the Loake family had lost their influence, many began to set their sights on Sally.

Jerry and Cooper were just done with their conversation when Caleb returned from his phone call outside. Then, Cooper pushed his chair backward and got on his feet.

"Don't mind me," voiced Cooper before walking out of the VIP room.

Wiping his hands with a wet towel, Caleb asked Jerry softly, "Mr. Sutton didn't look pleased. Did you offend him? Do you think that means my contract with Specter Corporation is a goner?" After glancing at the door, Jerry replied, "Maybe he's just upset because his girlfriend got herself a job without telling him."

"Huh?" Caleb's face was suddenly filled with puzzlement.

Meanwhile, in a private room on the third floor, a couple of men and women sat on an authentic leather couch.

"What the heck is this? Do you always pour wine on your customers?" A man scolded a waitress while pointing at his clothes.

The women's uniform at the club was a skintight dark blue traditional gown with slits that went up to the calves on both sides.

Since Sally had a cold demeanor, the half-sleeved traditional gown that highlighted her tall stature and snow-white skin only served to make her even more unapproachable.

Sally's face hardened when she recalled how the man purposely bumped into her.

Still, she suppressed her emotions and calmly apologized, "I'm sorry. I lost grip for a second just now. Let me compensate you for your clothes."

The man was not satisfied with the apology, however. "Do you think that's enough?"

"Then what do you want?" inquired Sally.

With his friend whispering into his ear, the man scrutinized Sally before pointing to himself and the other two men in the room.

"Stay and drink with us. You won't have to pay for my clothes if you win, but if you lose, you'll have to be my woman."

"How do I win?" asked Sally, sweeping her gaze across the men.

"You'll have to outdrink the three of us, of course," uttered the man with his legs crossed. "You lose if you fail to do that."

Even if Sally could hold her alcohol, it would not be difficult for the three men to beat her.

Plus, Sally just so happened to be the gorgeous but cold type of woman the men liked.