Bryce Walyon's gaze followed his figure as he left, quietly watching him go, seemingly lost in thought for a moment, before making a call to one of his subordinates, "Help me check where Adrian Walyon has gone."
After hanging up, as if nothing had happened, he went into the house.
...
The place Adrian Walyon drove to was a club, a venue that combines dancing, singing, bowling, and various other entertainments.
The client he met had been cooperating with the Walyon Family for many years, a diamond client of the Walyon Family's company.
After Adrian arrived, he chose a private room; halfway through their business discussion, the client suddenly called in several women to entertain them.
The club they were at was a famous venue in Northtown, with the highest level, where most of the playboys gathered, a place for the young masters of the upper class to relax and have fun, with a reputation that was never quite good.
The club's waitresses were well-versed in the rules.
