Billionaire God of War
Chapter 465
At Aker's house.
After Jonathan is taught a lesson by Ethan and is about to die, Timothy gives
orders not to let Jonathan out of the house at all.
Jonathan went crazy at home.
It's very hard for a bastard like Jonathan to survive living in
a house without alcohol and women.
He threw and lit the bed and felt like his body
burn up.
"I can't take it anymore!"
If this continued, he felt as if his bottom was about to explode.
Jonathan immediately pulled out his phone and made a call.
"Come and pick me up from the back door, don't tell anyone!"
Jonathan got up, changed his clothes and walked into the living room. He didn't see
Timothy, so he checks the butler and finds out that his father must
attended dinner and didn't come home early, so she was relieved.
"Mrs, I'm coming for you!"
Jonathan silently ran to the back door without anyone
noticed it. He immediately got out and saw the gray car already
awaited him.
He immediately got into the car. The striker has waited long enough.
"Go to Luxury!"
It was a nightclub he frequented as it offered many ways
have fun that suits his taste.
He almost died from restraining his will.
"Understand," replied the Striker in a low voice as he glanced at the rearview mirror.
Jonathan did not see the glint of hatred emanating in those eyes.
The Luxury Night Club.
This nightclub is quite famous in Starling City, and is one of three
top nightclubs in the nightclub district.
More importantly, the person behind the nightclub is the second brother
Jonathan, the fearsome man known in Starling City as Second Lord Aker.
All the cars parked at the entrance of the club were luxury cars. Whatever that
it costs less than a million not entitled to parking here.
There are many well-dressed women who will take out their cell phones
to take a photo as they walk past it, dreaming of one day
they would meet their charming prince on a white horse here.
But they never realized that the princes here never
Jonathan got out of the car and walked in with the Striker. When they
entering, deafening music smashed into their ears.
"Young Master Jonathan!"
The manager's eyes were very sharp and immediately looked at Jonathan.
"Don't tell my brother" Jonathan said immediately. "And don't tell my father."
"Don't worry," the manager smiled. He knows what kind of person Jonathan is
that's. "Your usual room?"
Jonathan nodded with a pleased expression.
He whispered to the manager, "There's a new girl lately? I'm done already
with that little celebrity and I want the pure and innocent."
"Of course," the manager nodded. "I've prepared all the girls
to yours. Sit in your room, I'll send the girls in a minute."
Jonathan takes Striker to his usual private room and Jonathan is like
released from the cage. He threw his jacket to one side, opening
his collar and start cursing on the sofa.
"I'm going to die because I'm locked up in the house! Striker! Get drinks!"
He shouted loudly, "Quick! Why are you so slow!"
The attacker said nothing. He brought out one of the favorites
Jonathan came from the wine cabinet and poured him a glass. Then he
stand to one side and say nothing.
To Jonathan, Striker is just a dog he can command. She didn't
have fun with Jonathan.
"Why haven't the girls come yet?"
Jonatan was getting impatient. He felt a fire burning inside him and a fire
it'll eat it soon.
After downing the two glasses, he was ready to spit out fire.
"Go and go after the manager!"
He did not even look at the Striker and started pouring another glass for himself
by oneself.
"Understand," the Striker nodded, then walked over. "Young Master, I'll
pour it for you."
Jonathan scoffed and pulled his hand back as he leaned against the sofa. Him
I still love the feeling of being served.
Suddenly his expression changed and he wanted to turn around, but he felt
his power is drained.