Chapter 391 The Switch (1/2)

Kyle headed straight to the men's toilet.

It was empty, save for Edward, who was waiting inside. He had been waiting in the cubicle until the toilet was cleared out before finally texting Kyle.

Once he entered, they started their exchange.

Kyle took off his denim jacket and shoes. Edward took off his sweater, revealing the exact same shirt Kyle was wearing and handed it to Kyle while taking Kyle's jacket. Each of them wore the exchanged item. Edward slipped off his shoes and wore Kyle's shoes and vice versa.

Finally, Edward took off his blond wig and styled his hair like Kyle's.

Kyle took the blond wig and wore it, then turn to study Edward.

He did a few adjustments and nodded his approval. Edward left, not looking back.

Kyle looked at himself in the mirror and fixed himself up so that it looked natural. Taking a cap that Edward had placed on the sink, Kyle put it on and walked out while facing away from the cameras. His first stop?

Edward's room, now his.

He needed to complete his disguise.

✿ Soul Bar ✿

A rather sour-looking man was busy puffing away at his cigar as he looked at the dance floor.

Pathetic.

Full of sweaty, ugly, men and women grinding at each other as they danced to the beat of the music. Not a single person was interesting.

He was surrounded by so-called beauties, trying to get his attention but he was repulsed by them. Well, not completely as they were still useful for him to release some stress but they weren't what he truly wanted.

He wasn't satisfied fully.

He sighed, leaning back on the chair and ignoring the girls trying to get his attention.

Work was a b*tch lately and finding that mole was a huge dent to his 'good mood'. Even getting rid of him wasn't any fun.

Just then, his right-hand man came to him excitedly. He could tell that something was up, and that something was good. Could it be?

”Boss! Boss! You won't believe this!” his man said, barely able to speak properly in his excitement.

The guy frowned and noticing this, the guy didn't waste any time, ”Fresh blood! Exactly how you like it!”

At this, the guy's eyebrow went up.

”Look! That's him!!”

As if in slow motion, the guy in question walked in.

Despite the blasting music, the glaring lights and smoky atmosphere, one couldn't deny the impact that person made upon entering. People made way as he walked, as if it was his due. Women stared blatantly at him while some guys were already giving him the goo-goo eyes.

”Get him here,” the guy said, his eyes not leaving the young man's figure.

”Got it, Boss! On my way, Boss!!”

”Auw, Randall baby,” one of the girls beside him said in a cutesy-voice, ”Why get him over? Aren' we enough?”