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Chapter 447
Alan was completely floored when he heard the word "fiancée." Since when did Connor have a fiancée? Devon, clearly enjoying the chaos, chimed in, "Alan, this is what you get for not keeping up with TV shows. Our Mr. Connor was on that hit reality show recently. You missed it, didn't you? Now, everyone knows Ms. Chloe is the apple of Mr. Connor's eye, and she's his fiancée too!"
"You really suggested the future princess do a striptease for you? How many lives do you think you have to be making such crazy requests?"
Alan understood that Devon was just adding fuel to the fire. The Nagel family was one of the big four in the Eldridge Elites, but the Wei family's rapid rise in recent years had made them uneasy.
"Devon, you knew all this time. Why didn't you tell me sooner? Were you trying to set me up?"
Devon grinned mischievously. "I wanted to tell you, but you moved too fast, asking Ms. Chloe to join you for drinks."
Hearing the words "join for drinks" made Connor's expression even icier. He said coldly, "Strip down and dance in one of these 18 private rooms, and we'll call it even. Otherwise..."
"The Wei family can forget about being part of the Eldridge Elites."
Connor's last few words were delivered with a chilling nonchalance. His tone didn't change, but it sent shivers down everyone's spine. Alan knew Connor wasn't joking. He had never expected that this unassuming woman, who looked like a college student, was actually the fiancée of the Sartori family. Offending her without appeasing Connor could spell disaster for the Wei family.
With a resigned sigh, Alan took off his shirt, baring his chest. "Today's just not my day. I'll take the hit. If Mr. Connor wants me to dance shirtless, then I'll dance. I just hope Mr. Connor and Ms. Chloe will let me off this time, and spare the Wei family."
Devon, ever the instigator, added, "Who said just shirtless? The pants have to go too!"
Alan's fingers clenched into fists,
itching to land a punch on Devon But he turned to Connor instead. His face was impassive, as he coldly said, "Strip!"
Alan decided to go for it, starting to unbuckle his belt. At that moment, the private room filled with people, men and women alike, all eager for the show. Chloe craned her neck, watching Alan intently. Despite everything, this troublemaker had a physique to admire-his six-pack rivaled that of a model.
Seeing Chloe's reaction, Connor pulled her into his arms, covering her eyes with his large hand. "Don't look!"
By then, Alan had stripped down to his boxer shorts. "Is this enough?"
Connor, of course, wouldn't make him go further. He simply said, "Get lost."
Devon was stunned, "Why do I have to dance too?"
Devon, still gloating, clapped and cheered. Connor shot him a cold glare, "You're next. Dance in all 18 rooms, and don't skip any."
Connor's voice was icy, "Figure it out."
Devon couldn't understand why he had to make a fool of himself alongside Atan. But under Connor's intimidating pressure, he had no choice but to comply. Fortunately, he didn't have to strip. With Alan taking the brunt of the
no
embarrassment, Devon's own humiliation seemed a bit softer.
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