Chapter 302

"Not far from here, there's a bathhouse called Scarlet Bloom Lounge. Julian and

his crew frequent the place," Caspian answered.

Jack turned to Leo. "Are you sure Leslie sent Julian after me?"

"Yes," Leo confirmed without hesitation.

Jack flicked away his cigarette and stood up abruptly. "Let's go. Tonight, we're paying Scarlet Bloom Lounge a visit."

The moment he spoke, the group erupted in agreement. Caspian's eyes gleamed -he had been waiting for a chance to settle the score with Julian.

But soon, a trace of worry crept onto his face. Scarlet Bloom Lounge was Julian's stronghold. Jack's plan was no different from walking into a lion's den.

Leo shared the concern. "Isn't this a bit reckless?"

Jack smirked. "With me here, nothing will go wrong."

Leo's hesitation vanished instantly. "Then, count me in! There's no way I'm missing out on this."

Caspian added, "Boss, if you help me get my revenge, my life is yours."

After checking in on Isaac, the group left the campus, hailed a few taxis, and set off toward Scarlet Bloom Lounge.

Upon arrival, they found the place lavishly decorated. The moment they stepped inside, they were surrounded by women dressed in fitted slit dresses, heavily made up and oozing flirtation.

"Hey, handsome, want to relax upstairs?"

"Gentlemen, we offer all kinds of services-guaranteed satisfaction."

"How about a massage? The naughty kind—"

Caspian and the others took it in stride, exchanging playful banter with the women. Jack, though slightly uncomfortable, kept his composure. Leo, however, was visibly uneasy-his privileged upbringing had never exposed him to a place like this. The women, sensing his inexperience, teased him even more.

Jack shot Caspian a look. Catching on, Caspian waved off the women. "We're here for a proper massage. Get someone to set it up."

The women, losing interest, quickly dispersed. Just then, one of their younger crew members rushed over to report. "Boss, I checked-Julian is in the main bath."

Jack nodded and motioned to the group. "Let's go. Get a few attendants in there."

They entered the steaming bathhouse. The pool was filled with burly men, and the bath attendants here looked far more professional than those at the entrance. A few muscular workers-some even Black-were scrubbing down clients with great efficiency. Their arrival drew curious glances from the others.

At the center of the pool, a group of shirtless men sat around a floating table, playing poker as they soaked. Seated at the head was a heavily built man with a Dueling Serpents & the Sacred Stone tattoo across his chest. A thick gold chain hung around his neck, glinting under the steamy lights and floating on the water. His face was broad and fierce, exuding an unmistakable aura of dominance.

Beside him, a few women giggled and fawned over him, carefully scrubbing his arms and shoulders.

Caspian discreetly gestured toward him, signaling to Jack that this was Julian Mercer. Jack took note and slowly moved toward him, settling into a nearby spot and calling over an attendant.

Just then, Julian completed his poker, winning a round. He tossed some cash to one of the women beside him, who laughed and quickly pocketed it.

Julian took a drag from his cigarette and exhaled lazily. "So, how's the job coming along?"