241 Chapter 241: Allan's Savior

Genius 241

The night came, the four-story Golden club grew still like a machine that's powered on. People came in suits and shiny dresses, everyone looked wealthy and energetic.

Evan and Ken with their suits on entered the Golden Club which was just in front of the hotel they were staying. Evan looked around, he recognized some people from business magazines, while some were in business with him.

"A lot of politicians came here today because of the auction. Do you want to talk business with them?" Ken whispered adjusting his tie.

"Damn it! This tie is so tight!" he complained. He was not used to wearing ties even when he's wearing a suit and having it right now made him feel suffocated.

Evan sighed and shook his head; he was not interested in building a business partnership right now.

"Evan, help me here," Ken pointed at his tie, his face was screwed with irritation.

Evan adjusted Ken's tie normally but knowing Ken, he would probably remove it before they could even reach their assigned table.

After fixing Ken's tie, Evan took a step but froze again, not far away from them his eyes caught the receptionist of the hotel. She was whispering something to the woman next to her while looking at his direction with a malicious smile.

Evan blew a sigh, at least women wouldn't go close to neither Ken or him tonight.

Moving forward, the two proceeded on the second floor where a fight was happening. Reaching it, Evan rose a brow, the whole floor was only meant for a fight, people around were sitting on the leather chair with drinks in their hands, eyes focused at the centre where a cage was located and inside, two people were fighting.

The only sound in the room was the groan coming out of the wrestler's lips. Evan gulped hard, he walked closer to the cage and sat on the chair with his name written on it.

He looked at the centre and immediately realized who Allan was.

Allan was the wrestler wearing a red short while the opponent had a blue short. His face looked like it was painted by a five-year-old boy, bloodstains on his face which had already dark bruises from the previous fight. It looked so horrible and wasted. Evan wondered if Alan even had any sleep or not.

And unlike Allan, the opponent didn't even have one bruise on his face just sweat.

One after another punch landed on Allan's face. When the opponent climbed on the metal cage, Evan shut his eyes. He knew what's going to happen and he refused to see it.

Then he heard a loud thud, followed by people screaming victoriously.

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Meanwhile sitting behind Evan, Patrick's face screwed up. It's such a gruesome fight especially for a person like Alan who had never been on a fight.

"We should be careful. This man had seen me before," Peyton said after leaning closer to Patrick. One finger pointing at Ken.

Just as Patrick was about to take his first step, he heard a loud thud behind him. He looked back and saw Peyton gripping Evan's tie.

Evan held the unknown woman's wrist. He hasn't completely up from his chair when a fist landed on his cheek.

"Who are you?" Evan asked as he tried to remove the woman's hand.

But the woman didn't reply, and Evan didn't want to hit her. He just couldn't.

When he saw her gesturing to throw another punch, he took the gun that Ken put in his coat and quickly pointed it at the woman's forehead.

And in an instant, the woman freed him.

"I know you," Ken with narrowed eyes scanned the woman in front, "you're that pimp!" he said with a surprise. Then he leaned closer to Evan and told him the short version of the journey he had when he first met Daniella.

Peyton's face screwed up, " I am not a pimp," then she turned to Evan, "she couldn't hit you so I did that on her behalf."

Evan clenched his fists and looked around. He didn't care that a stranger woman had just punched him in the face twice, all he cared was the fact that Daniella was around.

"Where is she?" he asked the woman but she has left with her companion.

Ken was perplexed at first but when the situation sunk in his mind, his eyes widened and looked around as well.

"Do you think she is here?" Ken asked Evan.

"Yes."

"Why?"

Evan pursed his lips tightly and then answered, "maybe she figured out that Jared and Kim are after her."

"Should we search for her? I can call for backup," Ken offered.

Evan shook his head. He's afraid that helping her would only put her on a tight position.

"No, but I know a way to help her."

Ken finally removed his tie and rolled it around his wrists, "how?"

"We just need to make Jared busy. In that way, she can focus on Kim."

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After the fight, Alan's body was as good as a corpse. They just tossed his body at the cage where he was locked in for days with no one looking if he's alright or not.

His body simply didn't have enough space for another bruise, and he believed that some of his ribs might have been broken.

Huddling in the corner, Allan embraced himself. He's in here because of his father, a man named Jared told him that it's either him or his father so he made a chose.

He coughed hard, and he spurted blood with sweat and spit. He's in so much pain right now, the kind of pain that his body couldn't take.

His cage was inside of the room with no decoration at all, it gave extra torture in his mind.

Then, the darkroom lit up, his beaten eyes tried to open and check if it's Jared or one of his men who wanted to beat him again for losing a fight. Apparently, some people bet on him and when he losses, they would hire some men to beat him up.

His body quivered but a little relief rushed in his mind when he saw that it's only one person.

"Allan?"

Despite the pain, Allan opened his eyes. He couldn't be mistaken, that melancholic voice was very familiar.

When the figure reached the cage, Allan broke a smile, showing his mouth which apparently missing some teeth from the previous fight.

"Oh my God! What have they done to you?"

"Daniella, you can't be here," he spoke despite his weak body, "leave."

"I am here to save you."

"Save me?"

Daniella's eyes teared up. Allan just simply didn't deserve this. He's just a normal playboy who loves to sleep with different girls every night.

She held the metal cage and slid down to kneel on the ground. Then, she took out a small plastic from her pocket with a pill inside.

"Take this. It will stop your heartbeat and then they will throw you out of here. After that, I will take your body, alright?"

Allan was simply exhausted that he didn't understand half of what she said.

So, Daniella moved closer to the corner and stretched a hand. Thankfully, her arm could fit inside the hole so she was able to put the pill in Alan's mouth.

"Trust me, Alan. I will get you out of here."

That's all Allan could remember before his sight went blur.