Rise of an Empire

If Osborne usually comes to play alone, Dorian's move can definitely save Tina, because everyone is out to have fun and will not go out of their way to make themselves unhappy.

What's more, the man behind the girl who can make the nightclub spend so much effort to save her is naturally amazingly powerful. Basically no one would do such a stupid thing just to offend someone for fun.

But

Norman Osborne had already issued a military order in front of Conrad when he came here. Now you ask him to slap him in the face. How is that possible?

Besides, he is the eldest son of Osborne Military Industry. Whether now or in the future, he is one of the few people at the top of the pyramid. How could he not have the slightest arrogance?

Dorian's face turned blue, and the other party's unyielding attitude really made him unable to stand down.

Looking at the dumbfounded look in front of him, if Tina is not called, the other party may turn over the table and fall out.

As the second-in-command of the underworld, Dorian is naturally not afraid of the other party flipping the table and falling out, but now his identity is the manager of the Palm Nightclub.

The Palm Nightclub has finally gained a foothold in Manhattan. If there is any news incident at this time, it will be over.

After all, the two young men opposite him definitely didn't look like someone willing to settle the matter.

"Please wait a moment." Even though he wanted to drag these two bastards out and hack them to death, Dorian could only endure the anger in his heart, bowed and left.

People are in the arena, and they can’t help themselves.

Seeing Dorian leave with a constipated expression, Osborn continued to play with the bunny girl beside him.

"That Tina is Dorian's woman." Before Osborn could ask, the bunny girl immediately began to reveal all the relationship between Dorian and Tina.

Anyway, there are a lot of newly opened nightclubs now, and she can change to another one at any time. She doesn't need to be too afraid of Dorian.

"Just a manager." Osborne shook the goblet in his hand. He originally thought that Tina was the golden cat raised here by the senator, but who would have thought that it turned out to be just the manager's personal girlfriend.

Maybe the manager of the Palm Nightclub is already considered a figure in the eyes of ordinary people, but to Osborne, this kind of person is no different from the servants in his family.

Thinking that a manager dared to smear his face, Osborne wondered if he had always been too talkative, so others thought he was a soft persimmon.

"I'm sorry, sir, I was feeling a little unwell just now. Please forgive me for being late." Tina Carlisle put on a bright red evening dress and walked lightly to Conrad.

"Sit" Conrad said, pointing to the seat next to him.

At first, he was still a little restrained about going out to play, but after Dorian's joke just now, he has completely relaxed now.

So when Tina just sat down, Conrad hugged her over.

"Sir, I don't know your name yet." Being hugged by a boy who looked several years younger than her, Tina felt a little depressed and tried hard to break away from Conrad's arms.

"You can call me Mr. Wei Yan." Holding the sexy beauty beside him, Conrad put his head out, buried it deeply in her chest and took a deep breath.

Pure flavor, absolutely free of any chemical elements, completely natural ranch aroma.

Tina was a little at a loss. She had just arrived in New York and was treated as a forbidden concubine by Dorian. She had no experience in socializing.

Besides, usually even if someone invites them, everyone starts chatting and drinking. It’s rare for people to go straight to the topic like this from the beginning. It’s just too hasty.

It's just that Conrad is in a bad mood now and urgently needs a beautiful woman to help calm his mood.

What's more, his feeling for Tina is that this girl is good-looking, sexy, and sings well. He has no interest in knowing her personal thoughts.

I am here to have fun, not to be a psychiatrist

"Bastard" Dorian stood by the window on the second floor and saw the situation below through the gap in the blinds. The glass in his hand creaked as he squeezed it.

The private rooms of Palm Nightclub are designed to be semi-open-air, that is, the top is completely open, but a curtain is drawn in front of the door.

This ensures that guests will not feel too restricted, and when they need privacy, they only need to pull down the curtains.

Of course, as the manager of the nightclub, Dorian naturally knew where to peek into the private room.

But now he would rather not know.

That bastard boy was raising and lowering his hands on his woman without any grace at all, and it was enough to make someone's lungs explode.

Tina was a little weak in parrying. Although Conrad was several years younger than her, the natural strength gap between men and women made her resistance just like a joke.

What's more, she also knows that the other person cannot afford to offend, so the scope of resistance is very limited.

In Conrad's eyes, a woman whose physical fitness is not as good as yours and who dares not resist greatly is no different from a restrained white rabbit.

He doesn't care whether the other party is voluntary or forced. Since he has eaten this bowl of rice, he must have corresponding consciousness, right?

Seeing Conrad make Tina's face blush, the bunny girl who was held in Osborn's arms showed a victorious smile.

The war between women is always full of scheming. Although Tina feels that she has never offended any of her colleagues, in the eyes of those women, she who enjoys special treatment is basically everyone's enemy.

"Should we go out for some fun? I still have a few long-term suites at the Four Seasons Hotel." Seeing Conrad's interest, Osborne quickly asked while the iron was hot.

Although the private rooms in nightclubs can also be used as strange places, neither Conrad nor Osborne is obviously the kind of person who likes to expose himself in public, so leaving here and going to the Four Seasons Hotel is a good choice.

Tina wanted to resist, but Dorian just told her that two young people with great backgrounds were here and needed her to entertain them, but he didn't say anything about making an appearance.

There's a huge gap between accompanying a drink and going on stage, right?

Just as she was about to protest, Duke Conrad slapped her on the butt, swallowing her words of resistance directly into her stomach.

I came out to have fun, but if this girl still wants to quit at this time, wouldn’t she be treating herself as a fool?

As the saying goes, an arrow must be fired when it is on the string. Duke Conrad, who has been depressed for a day, now needs to find someone to vent his anger.