The Woman From Hell
Chapter 995

Chapter 995

Milan's dark gaze fell on my wrist. A doctor came in to dress my wound. He asked blandly, "When will this injury heal?"

Franky translated it to the doctor, and after replying to the question, the doctor dressed my wound for me.

Milan looked at me and said flatly, "Take a good rest to recuperate. We'll meet five days later."

I was not sure if he would hurt Shannon and the rest i n these five days, so I quickly asked, "Where are my friends?"

"They'll be fine."

Five days later, Milan took me to the red light district.

Deafening music was playing in the establishment. The dancers on the stage were twisting their bodies wildly, while the screams offstage almost shattered m y eardrums.

I was not used to an environment like this so I could hardly sit still.

Milan sat beside me drinking. His expression was cold and indifferent. It was as though he was not in a bar but at a negotiation table.

He wanted to exchange terms five days later, but I was not expecting to be taken here after I was discharged from the hospital today.

Only the two of us were sitting in this large private room. A number of beautiful women searching for their prey would look in our direction from time to time.

Clearly, these women had treated Milan as their prey.

He seemed to be very rich and handsome.

I was really confused about his motives now. After deliberating for a very long time, I asked him, "What d o you want, Mr. Milan?"

Milan looked at me and said blandly, "Keep quiet.”

I pursed my lips, feeling a little irritable by now.

It was difficult to stay calm in situations like this.

Nearly half an hour later, I suddenly noticed that Franky and Stephan, who were sitting not far away from us in the beginning, were now gone.

I looked at Milan again. He had taken out something that looked like an earpiece from his pocket, inserting it into his ear.

It was only then did I realize that he was not purely here to drink.

Sensing Milan looking in a particular direction, I looked over as well.

When I saw the familiar figure, my body instantly froze. My heart started throbbing in pain as well.

It was an indescribable feeling to see the man I had not seen for months descending like the gods from heaven. I nearly could not hold back my tears.

I followed him with my gaze and saw him sitting down in front of the bar. Beside him, Keith scanned his surroundings vigilantly. The duo did not look like they were here to have a good time.

It was at this moment I realized Milan's hand was moving toward his waist. My heart clenched.

It could not be any more obvious what was strapped around his waist.

Why did he look at Theo and touch his gun?

I grew flustered and looked at Theo with an uneasy expression. His expression was cold and distant. An intense unfriendly aura exuded from his very being, keeping others away. He seemed to be looking for someone as he kept looking back and forth all around.

Was he looking for me?

I speculated that Theo had sent someone to keep an eye on me previously, and after learning that I was missing, he followed the clues and contacted South Peacerton to look everywhere for me. However, when I later learned that it was the Fredericks who had contacted South Peacerton to look for me, I eliminated the possibility.

Therefore, Theo probably did not know that I was in danger. Even if he knew, he had no way of getting

here so quickly.

I looked at Milan and wanted to ask him something but was intimidated by his cold stare. Hence, I swallowed the words back in.

Just as I was at a loss at what to do, a broad and cold hand grabbed my wrist. Milan had pulled me up from my seat.

Milan tapped his earpiece and said flatly, "Don't startle him first. Let’s see how many guys he brought with him."

When his words fell, I was already dragged up to Theo by Milan.

"What a coincidence, Mr. Grant," Milan said.

Theo turned around, and my heart started pounding the moment our eyes met.