James laughed cruelly. Henry was mortified. Alex sighed in relief; James was finally satisfied. Michelle, however, remained stunned, unable to comprehend the situation. "Isn't he poor?" she wondered. "He has no money, car, or savings. How does he know the famous Alex of Cansington?"

A kneeling manager cautiously asked, "D-Do you have anything else I could help with?"

"We want all of them except this one, that one, and her," James declared, pointing at several women. "You, you, and you! Leave quickly. The others stay behind and serve our honored guest well!"

"Understood," the women replied. Those dismissed left immediately. The remaining women approached the three men.

"I don't need servicing," James said, rising abruptly. "You all go ahead and serve those two."

Alex hastily added, "I—I also don't need service. Please serve this guest well."

The women swarmed Henry. Lipstick stains quickly appeared on his face. Michelle remained shocked. "So many?" she thought. "A dozen of us? How much does this cost? The cheapest is thirty-eight thousand dollars, not including drinks. Wouldn't the whole night cost several million? Isn't he broke? How does he have so much money?"

Confused, Michelle watched Henry, embarrassed by the attention, try to extricate himself. "Alright, alright," he stammered. "I—I don't need that many."

Panicked, he rushed to James. "James, this is enough. I've experienced enough. Let's go back now."

"Just go and have fun," James replied, pushing Henry onto the sofa. Turning to the still-shocked Michelle, he teased, "What are you still doing there? Why aren't you serving your honored guest?"

"Oh," Michelle finally responded, regaining her composure and sitting beside Henry. A long-legged woman immediately pulled her away.

Many women recognized Alex. Knowing him to be a highly respected man, they assumed he possessed significant influence and sought to curry favor. They vied for his attention.

"Have fun, Henry. I'll head back first," James said with a smile, then glanced at Alex. "Celestial Group can wait to be shut down if Henry leaves today," he threatened.

"Understood, understood!" Alex nodded repeatedly.

James left, uttering a few final words. Henry called after him, but James was already gone. Henry looked helpless. The women surrounding him began to ply him with drinks and conversation: "Have a drink, Master," "Master, tell us about your work," "Master, don't hold back. You shouldn't be so restrained in such a place."

These women, all executives or managers in major companies, worked part-time in this capacity. They were all highly seductive, Michelle included; she now actively tried to charm Henry.

"Ugh, why are you all surrounding me?" Henry exclaimed, gesturing toward Alex. "He's the big boss here. Go and please him." Several women immediately approached Alex.

James, unconcerned with the aftermath, did not return to Thea's house. Instead, he dealt with Yosef, who had taken bribes from Howard to frame Thea. James had previously confronted him, but Yosef had lied, wrongly accusing Thea again. James, vowing never to let Thea be wronged, decided to act. "Blithe King," he said into the phone, "please notify the Commercial Crime Investigation Department to help me catch someone." The Blithe King was surprised, noting James's apparent shift toward legal means. "Where is he? I'll send someone over right away." James provided Yosef's address.

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