Charles Wellington later returned to the security room, after his little trip to the hospital. Leonard and the others immediately put down their work, and Christopher Wanton even pulled out the boss chair that used to belong to Wallace Thompson and let Charles Wellington sit on it.
"Isn't this Wang's chair?" someone asked.
"Cant I sit on it?" Charles politely replied back.
Wallace Thompson at the side with his arm on a cast immediately smiled bitterly, while saying.
"Come on Charles, don't make fun of me. From now on, in our security department, you're the big boss"
"Okay, you guys so as you please" Charles replied nonchalantly.
"Oh right, Boss Charles, my hemorrhoids keep recurring, do you have any way to treat me?" Wallace also begged Charles.
Charles Wellington felt frustrated. For crying out loud, this is his first day at work and now he's become a medical personnel. What a great way to start his first job.
"Boss Charles, before you came back, Director Gwen came to ask about the situation." Leonard suddenly said.
"You didn't spill the beans, did you?" Charles asked kind of curious.
"Don't worry, we all said what you wanted us to say." Christopher replied before Leonard could say anything.
Charles nodded, "That's good. In the future, be smart, tell Miss Logan, Director Gwen and the others whatever they want to hear. The worse they think my situation is in the security department, the better. I'm not afraid of losing face, I'm just don't like trouble."
Chu Lin reminded them again, and then asked,
"What kind of work do we usually have? We can't just sit around, right?"
"Just sit here and watch the surveillance footage. Occasionally, take a walk around the entire company area" said Wallace Thompson.
"Is it really that simple?" Charles's eye twitched.
He didn't come here to slack off, but to genuinely do something for the company and repay his debts as soon as possible. He still had fifteen beautiful fiancées waiting for him to take care of them.
"Train soldiers for a thousand days, use them for a moment," Wallace Thompson replied.
"As security guards, there usually isn't much going on, but when something happens, it's a big deal. A few months ago, the people from the Crimson Reapers Gang came to the company to cause trouble. Our entire security team was mobilized to protect the company's employees. But most of our team members suffered quite a bit. They were all sent to the hospital and haven't been discharged yet. We're all new to the job and filling in for the vacancies" Wallace Thompson explained the recent situation of the company.
"The Crimson Reapers Gang? Are they really that powerful?" Charles Wellington asked in disbelief.
"Of course, they're one of the top five underground forces in Orange county city. Especially the vice leader, who is known as grim reaper in the underworld. He single-handedly wiped out a gang and is very skilled in combat fighting" Wallace replied.
"I heard that it might be related to the Tristan Group" he added in a low voice.
...
The day quickly passed, and it was time to clock out.
To thank Charles Wellington for helping them with their medical needs, Wallace Thompson and the others had bought some gifts during lunchtime to show their appreciation.
"Boss Charles, hold onto this box of liquor. I'll come to thank you in person when my wife has a child."
"And this is the best tea in the entire city. Take them home and brew them for your enjoyment"
"Boss Charles this....."
"Boss Charles I just recently got this...."
Meanwhile this show of appreciation was seen by both Yvonne Logan and Gwen Ryder. It came as a shock to them, but Gwen immediately three the thought away thinking it was because they harmed Charles Wellington during the day and wanted to make amends.
She quickly drove over to the company's gates.
"Good evening director Gwen, good evening boss Logan" Wallace Thompson immediately greeted his superiors upon their arrival.
The other security guards followed suit.
"What's happening here?" Yvonne Logan asked.
"Nothing much boss, we were just compensating the newbie in our department for what happened earlier on this morning" Wallace Thompson said.
Now because he was being covered by Leonard Jefferson and the rest, Yvonne Logan and Gwen Ryder didn't see that his arm was in a cast, but they could see his head and a little bit of his neck so that's how they were able to identify him. Charles Wellington was also standing next to him.
Gwen Ryder smiled and said,
"It's okay. You guys keep them. After all, it's his filial piety. Remember to take care of him more in the future."
Gwen Ryder deliberately emphasized the word "take care."
"That's for sure, we will definitely satisfy the two bosses." Wallace Thompson promised with a full mouth.
Gwen nodded with a smile, and then drove away with Yvonne following her behind in her car.
"Hahaha... Yvonne, I think this bumpkin is scared from the beating given to him by Wallace and the others. And even Wallace and his crew surprised me also. They all know to give gifts to the abused and please them, so they won't feel to sad or traumatized."
In the car, Gwen Ryder laughed gloatingly over a phone call between her and Yvonne as they couldn't talk as they were driving.
Yvonne Logan didn't say anything, but her disgust for Charles Wellington grew stronger in her heart.
She hated men without backbone the most.
And Charles Wellington was obviously one of them.
"Don't mention him in front of me again. It's annoying" she finally said.
"Okay, okay won't mention anything that concerns your betrothed in front of you again" Gwen teased Yvonne over the phone.
"Gwen!!!!"
"Okay, okay am sorry....." Gwen said as she managed to hold back the laughter that was threatening to escape her mouth.
"Now ask Sara what time we're supposed to be at luxe lounge. We're almost there" Yvonne urged, eager to cut off the phone call.
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On the other side, Wallace Thompson and the others left after seeing off Yvonne Logan and Gwen Ryder.
Charles didn't want those gifts like cigarettes, alcohol, and tea, but Wallace Thompson and the others insisted on giving them to him before they left.
This put Charles in a difficult position. How was he supposed to take them back? He couldn't carry them all.
Did he really have to spend money on a taxi?
Just as he was struggling with this, a military green off-road vehicle drove up.
The window rolled down, revealing Melissa Quinton's stunningly beautiful and cold face.
"Damn it!. Are you not done yet?. You think changing your car will make me change my mind and date you?. Listen, I've told you so many times, we have no chance."
Seeing the annoying woman again, Charles Wellington was speechless.
Wasn't she ever going to give up?
But Melissa Quinton wasn't angry. And that's because there were very few people in this world who had the right to make her angry.
Her brother was one of them.
But Charles Wellington was clearly not enough.
So, in the face of Charles's insults, Mu Qingxue only replied with two words.
"Get in."
"What? We're not related, and you're not my wife. Why should I get in your car?" Charles was confused.
"As long as you're willing, I can be your wife for now" Melissa said, dressed in military uniform and exuding a heroic aura.
"You're dreaming!" Charles refused directly and turned to leave.
But he couldn't figure out how to transport the gifts back to the Logan mansion.
"I'll give you five seconds. If you don't get in the car, I won't give you another chance." Melissa's expression was cold and her tone remained the same throughout.
Charles thought for a moment. Since he couldn't figure out how to carry the gifts anyway, he might as well take this woman's car.
"No. 28 Lex Luther Road, Lakeside Garden Villa Area. Five dollars. Are you going or not?" Charles Wellington got into the car and said directly to the driver.
The driver was so angry that he wanted to hit someone.
Did this bastard really think he was a taxi driver?
"Take him there." Melissa ordered.
"Yes boss" came the humble reply from the driver.
On the way, Charles curiously asked Melissa Quinton.
"What do you do all day when you have nothing to do? Do you just track and trail me all the time?"
"No, I don't. Besides I have work tonight. There will be a special operation near the luxe lounge tonight. If I were you, I will stay away from there."
Melissa Quinton still had a cold expression.
Charles didn't even want to look at her.
But it was a pity that she had such a beautiful face.
Although Charles was annoyed with Melissa, he had to admit that this woman was even more beautiful than Yvonne Logan, but she was just too arrogant.
Of course, Yvonne was also beautiful.
They soon arrived at the villa area. Charles Wellington got out of the car and threw five dollars at Melissa Quinton.
He didn't want to owe this arrogant woman any favors.
"I'll be waiting for you here tomorrow morning at 8:40 am to take you to work." Melissa said coldly to Charles Wellington before she left.
Charles was stunned on the spot.
He remembered that one of the tricks for boys to pursue girls was to pick them up and drop them off at work.
So, what the hell was this?
Was this female General pursuing him?
Thinking of this, Charles Wellington shuddered.
He was really afraid that one day this female General would fail to pursue him, and then become angry and call upon her army to hang him up and beat him mercilessly.
"Forget it, forget it. Who knows who will beat whom when the time comes?"
Charles shook his head and entered the Logan family villa, where he quickly helped Yvonne's mother prepare dinner.
At eight o'clock in the evening, James Logan finally came back.
"Damn Tristan Group!. Is it not enough to kill my father?" And now they are still thinking about the supply contract with the city hospital!"
As soon as he got home, James Logan threw his suit jacket on the sofa while expressing his anger.
"What's wrong? Is Marcel Tristan Ridge causing trouble again?" Linda Logan came out and asked when she heard the news. Her pretty face was pale.
"Who else could it be if not him?!" James asked angrily.
James Logan was in a bad mood. His father had just passed away not long ago, and Tristan Group had already started making trouble.
In addition, his uncle had returned, and today the board of directors directly parachuted in a general manager, with the clear intention of dividing power with Yvonne and gradually controlling the entire group.
During this period, for James, there were both internal and external troubles, naturally causing him a lot of distress.
"Oh, by the way, where's Yvonne?. She's been staying in more at night lately.Marcel is not a good person. He used to be involved in some shady business. Someone like him will do anything to achieve his goals." James Logan looked around but didn't see his daughter, so he asked.
"Yvonne said she is having dinner with her friends and will be back later." Linda Logan replied.
"It's already eight o'clock. Call her and tell her to come back soon." James Logan urged.
Linda Logan immediately called her daughter, but no one answered. Perhaps her phone was on silent.
"Why don't we have Charles go check on her?" Linda also became worried.
James Logan glanced at Charles Wellington, who was still helping out in the kitchen. Although he didn't want his daughter to have too much involvement with this countryside boy, for her safety, James agreed.
"Okay, hurry up and go help find Yvonne" James said to Charles.
"Okay uncle. Would soon be done with the dishes" Charles replied James.
"By the way Yvonne told me earlier on that she was going to luxe lounge with her friends" Linda Logan suddenly said.
What?!!!
"Aunt,did you just say Yvonne and her friends went to luxe lounge" Charles Wellington was taken aback when he heard this. This location seemed familiar.
"Yes, that girl goes crazy when she's having fun. We can't even reach her by phone. Go check on her and tell her to come back home. Why is a girl out having fun at this time of the night?" Linda Logan worriedly asked.
"Don't worry, Aunt. I'll go check on her now." Charles said as he quickly put on his shoes and left the villa.
......
When Charles Wellington arrived at the luxe lounge, Yvonne and her friends were still chatting away.
"Sara, do you remember? When we were in school, the academic pressure was too much, so Gwen would often take us to various bars to chat and relax." Yvonne said.
Yvonne seemed to have had some alcohol, with a touch of tan on her pretty face, which was even more charming under the dim red light.
The girl sitting opposite her, however, was not inferior to her in terms of looks and appearance.
In fact, compared to Yvonne Logan's cool and mature demeanor, the girl opposite her had a more innocent and gentle temperament.
She was Yvonne Logan's other best friend, Sara Owen.
"Yeah, I remember we were too afraid to come here at first. We thought only bad kids would come to a bar" Sara Owen recalled with a smile, her innocent face showing two charming dimples.
"Oh my god, you two still have the nerve to say that" Gwen Ryder said angrily. "I regret bringing you two here. Since then, so many guys have come over to chat you up and ask for your phone numbers, completely ignoring me. I was so sad at the time..."
"Hahaha..."
The three sisters reminisced about the past, laughing and chatting happily.
Just as they were having a good time, Charles Wellington arrived.
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