Chased to be A Husband

Chapter 19 West Bank Grand Hotel

   On a long, narrow, and chaotic street in the West Bank District, Goldwin, located low and dilapidated houses. Yelling and screaming sounds appeared one after another, mixed with the buzzing of motorcycles and tricycle engines. The air was floating with dust and oily smoke. Everything indicated this was not a place of a developed civilization. Still, all of this was the most authentic aspect of life.

    There was a courtyard at the intersection of two equally narrow streets. A large lightbox billboard on the top of the main building in the yard wrote Goldwin West Bank Grand Hotel in New South language. The name was very outdated. Although the hotel converted from an old house was very big, it was very shabby. At least it looked shabby on the outside. But this did not affect the reputation of the West Bank Grand Hotel. This shabby hotel in Goldwin was better than those five-star hotels. 

    "Your injury is really healed?" Lynx asked Chase in the room of the backyard used as a workers' dormitory.

    "It's already healed. Thank you for taking care of me. I am stronger than before. Take a look." Chase, wearing only a pair of five-point shorts, was shirtless, standing in the room with a body-building look. The sturdy muscles seemed extraordinarily powerful.

    "No thanks. We are buddies. It should be." Lynx smiled, reached out and patted Chase's arm, and said, "Do you have any plans? Nathan said, if you have any plans, let me help you; if you don't have any, work here first."

    Of course, Chase had plans, and that was to return to New East. But now that he had no money, this plan was for nothing, so now he could only follow Nathan's arrangement. He nodded and thanked Lynx.

    As a result, Chase became a West Bank Grand Hotel staff, still doing his old job: security.

    However, although he was still a security guard, it was a bit different because the place where he worked was the casino, which was actually the casino's viewing area.

    Although watching the casino was more tiring than those guarding the gate, there was tip income. Guests who won the money were very generous. Chase received hundreds of thousands of New South Shield tips on the first day of work. So he was very satisfied with the work here.

    New South prohibited gambling, but the intensity was not so strict, so the casino was a covert semi-public existence.

    The casino was located in a two-story shingle-structured building in the backyard. The first floor was an ordinary field, which was very mixed, including slot machines, roulette, dice, poker, and even the most popular mahjong in New East. Here, as long as You got 100 ZIG-ZAGs or 500,000 NS$, you could go to gamble. On the second floor was the VIP hall, a high-roller special, only betting on the ZIG-ZAGs in New East or the lighthouse country's US dollar.

    Although Chase knew Lynx, as a rookie, he could only work on the ground floor.

    Chase had worked as a security guard in Goldhale's Red Lotus, so he was somewhat a "senior" security guard. Therefore, he became familiar with his work in the West Bank Hotel's casino in a short time.

    Most of the casino guests on the first floor had no money, so most of them would play slot machines, roulette, and other gambling equipment that did not require dealers. There were not many gambling tables that required croupiers, dice, stud, three males, single and double bean stalls... only ten gambling tables had croupiers. All the croupier girls...no...they should be women because girls were not so coquettish.

    The most coquettish female croupier on the first floor of the casino was Rose. Rose was the prettiest and most enthusiastic among these croupiers, so enthusiastic that everyone thought she was a slut.

    As the name suggested, Rose was as unrestrained as summer flowers, and male gamblers flocked to find her.

    There were two places where human beings were most nonchalant, one was the brothel, and the other was the casino. Rose was like flowers attracting butterflies, and she always got herself into trouble.

    Augus Caspe was one of Rose's troubles.

    August had been gambling here for eighty-one consecutive days. Winning or losing was not important for him. His purpose here was not to win money, but Rose.

    "Rosie, I want to invite you to drink after work." Seeing that Rose was about to change shifts, August issued the 99th invitation to Rose. He went to gamble at whichever table Rose worked as the croupier. He gambled for eighty-one days, ninety-nine times in a row. The purpose was to invite Rose to drink.

    "I'm sorry, Mr.Caspe, I don't drink." It was the same answer for the ninety-nine times, but everyone knew that Rose not only drank but also drank well.

    "Rose, everyone knows whether you drink or not. You have refused me ninety-nine times for this reason. Is it because I am not sincere enough, or am I not worthy of inviting you to drink?" August had lost his patience. His sincerity was evident to all.

    "Mr. Caspe, can I not drink with you? Is not that as long as you are sincere, I must agree to it, right? I'm off work. I wish you all the best." Rose cleared the table and turned to leave. August was impatient. She was also impatient.

    Anyone who had been entangled for eighty-one days would be impatient. Eighty-one days, ninety-nine times could be seen as sincerity or as rogue harassment.

    "Rose, today you have to go for a drink with me anyway." August chased to the door, reaching out to take Rose's hand.

    "August, what do you want to do? How can there be such a rascal in this world?" Rose cursed, waving her hand.

    "Hmph! What if I am a rascal? Do you think you are a virgin? Pretending to be pure?" August dragged Rose to his car.

    Although Chase could clearly see the whole process from beginning to end, he didn't know what was going on since he was new here. Naturally, he wouldn't take any action rashly. There were other security guards beside him, so what's the hurry? Besides, he didn't like Rose's style of attracting men.

    "Chase, what are you looking at? Someone bullies your sisters, and you are watching it as fun? Go up and teach the crap how to behave." Chase didn't want to take action, but the team leader bullied the newcomer, asked him to take action, and directly pushed him out.

    Chase glared at the team leader, then at Rose, and found that Rose was also looking at him expectantly.

    "Let her go." Chase didn't want to get involved in this. Although the hero's rescue of the beauty sounded passionate, and there were many beautiful stories, this kind of thing was definitely a pit. If he jumped in, no one knew what would happen. 

    However, he was pushed to the front by the team leader and had to be the hero.

    "What's the matter? Rose is off work. What's your business? "August said disdainfully.

    "When she's off work, we don't care what she is doing outside. But this is the hotel's place. I must take care of her." Chase didn't want to talk nonsense, but after all, he had been a security guard for months, not a fool who didn't understand anything. He understood very well that people who dare to make trouble in such a place must have some background, so his words were not fierce, so as not to offend anyone and cause problems to Lynx.