Accidenttal One Night Stand with My Aloof Uncle-Chapter 52: Ruthlessly Insane!

In the room, facing the darkness in an unfamiliar environment was a challenging task for Chloe Grant.

The stench at the tip of her nose plunged her into extreme panic.

She pounded on the door, having no time to think of anything else, only wanting to leave this place quickly.

And just at that moment—

The room suddenly lit up with a strong light, piercing Chloe Grant’s eyes painfully, making her cover them with her hand urgently.

After a while, she finally adapted to it.

Turning around, facing the hotel room for just a second... she was shocked on the spot!

There was no Lucas.

In the room with luxurious facilities, five beggars appeared abruptly, standing in a row, staring menacingly at Chloe Grant.

The five people varied in age, having only one thing in common, they were all filthy, reeking with stench.

Chloe Grant’s mind exploded on the spot, her scalp tingling fiercely.

"Buzz~" the phone vibrated once again.

Chloe Grant hurriedly picked up the phone to check, thinking it was from Lucas, but it was from Lily Grant: These five people, youngest eighteen, oldest fifty-eight, enjoy them well.

Lily Grant!

Chloe Grant gritted her teeth, at this moment anyone would know that it was all Lily Grant’s wrongdoing, including those messages from Lucas.

Lily Grant had gone all out, bringing in these five beggars to violate her, to humiliate her!

It was utterly insane.

Chloe Grant pressed herself against the door, continuously turning the doorknob, while calling Lucas.

No one answered on the other side.

Lucas, what are you doing, answer the phone, quickly, help me!

Chloe Grant turned back and found those beggars had already rushed over, one stretched his arms toward her while the stench hit her, Chloe quickly dodged, only to bump into the arms of another beggar, making her so nauseous she almost vomited, struggling to break free.

"Let me go! Let me go!"

Chloe scratched him, kicked him, the beggar winced in pain, having to let go.

"Stay away from me!" Chloe pressed herself against the wall, grabbed a nearby ornament, and hurled it at those people.

But they didn’t care.

As beggars, at the bottom tier of this city, survival was already an issue, how could they have women to sleep with?

These people were like wolves hungry for ages, now seeing prey, they naturally went mad.

"I haven’t touched a woman for a long time." One of the beggars exclaimed frantically, rushing toward Chloe Grant.

Stay away!

Disgusting!

Go away!

Chloe Grant kept grabbing things around to smash at those who intended to assault her, terrified to the extreme inside, fighting back and crying for help like a madwoman.

Isn’t there anyone to save her?

Lucas, what on earth are you doing!

Chloe Grant continuously made noises hoping someone would notice, but all the rooms on this floor had the best soundproofing in the entire Royal Hotel, so good that it even appeared in newspapers, winning a Guinness record, even if the interior turned upside down, no sound would leak out.

Just a door apart, Matthew Morgan was outside, but he couldn’t hear any commotion from the room.

"Mr. Morgan, once the underground casino is completed, the Royal’s profits will at least triple," the Royal’s chief manager cautiously presented the proposal, cold sweat dripping down his forehead.

In the Royal Hotel, Grandpa Morgan strictly forbade gambling, drugs, and prostitution.

Some people wanted to exploit these for massive profits, but they always got suppressed by Matthew Morgan, losing assets at a minimum, or ending up utterly disgraced at worst.

The chief manager dared to propose this only because he had received significant benefits from certain people.

He covertly glanced at Matthew Morgan, his heart pounding: Mr. Morgan, this is an absolutely lucrative opportunity; you can’t miss it.

Matthew Morgan didn’t respond, just staring at the door, feeling something amiss.