Don't Fall For Me, CEO-Chapter 1052: Insisting on Meeting!

"Sorry, Miss Michelle is not on the service list. She picks her clients at will and appears randomly."

The manager, with a professional smile, tried to calm Kyle Keaton.

"What if I insist on seeing her?"

Kyle Keaton was almost grinding his teeth.

"Then I’m afraid I’ll have to say sorry." The manager replied with a smile, "Even as the esteemed Descendant of the Kanes, you must follow our rules at this private club."

Kyle Keaton instantly wiped all expression from his face and ordered the bodyguards who followed afterward: "Destroy it for me!"

With his command, almost all the bodyguards joined the wrecking crew.

Accompanied by terrifying noise, the luxurious decor of the private club — glass screens, windows, even glass tabletops — all turned into piles upon piles of debris.

Not to mention the wine cabinet, bottle after bottle of red wine was smashed to the ground, glass bottles scattered everywhere, red wine spread all over in a mess.

Under such violence, the manager was forced to report to Susan Carter.

Indeed, up to this point, Susan Carter had been managing the private club.

So everyone at the private club assumed Susan Carter was the big boss of the place.

Susan Carter, upon receiving the report, cursed: "They’re truly a pair, going crazy without caring for any consequences."

Just to see July Quinn, Kyle Keaton even smashed July Quinn’s private club to pieces, didn’t that make him a madly wasteful fool like July Quinn?

"What’s going on?" July Quinn was brewing medicine for Old Master Quinn when she suddenly heard Susan Carter ranting.

"It’s your man; to see you, he turned the private club into a ruin."

After speaking, Susan Carter was worried July Quinn might retaliate, and glanced at her twice. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂

July Quinn appeared dazed and grabbed a handful of medicine, throwing it into the boiling pot.

"Did he want to see me or Michelle?"

"The manager said he wanted to see Michelle."

"Then tell him Michelle will meet him in half an hour."

"Do you really want to see him?"

Susan Carter didn’t forget how desperate July Quinn was about Kyle Keaton when she left.

"Yes, the club’s repair costs should be reimbursed by him."

July Quinn turned off the stove and instructed Susan Carter.

"When the medicine cools, pour half for Jennings to drink. If he doesn’t have diarrhea within an hour, give the rest to my grandfather. If he does, wait for me to brew it again after I return."

"Will that work?" Susan Carter’s brows furrowed as she looked at the ominous black medicine.

"If not, maybe you could drink it for Jennings?" July Quinn washed her hands, sniffed them, found they still had a strong medicinal smell, and decided to wash again with cleaner.

"Forget it, the one who poisoned is Jennings’ father; didn’t you say debts of the father are repaid by the son? I think it’s most appropriate for Jennings to drink this medicine."

The key is, Susan Carter didn’t want to drink this black, foul-smelling medicine at all.

"Then make sure he drinks it all down, without leaving a drop."

The poison in Old Master Quinn’s body, along with the blood he spat out today, had been cleaned out nearly completely.

Though the antidote doesn’t need an increased dosage, its cold nature had to be strong.

If the dosage is not controlled well, with Old Master Quinn’s already weakened body, it might not be able to withstand it.

This was one of the reasons she initially captured Jennings — to test the cold nature of the antidote for Old Master Quinn.

"Sure, no problem!"

Susan Carter pledged, and July Quinn set off for the private club.

Upon arriving at the private club, she witnessed the mess on the ground, indeed fitting Susan Carter’s description of a ruin.

And in that ruin stood a tall man silhouetted against the light.