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Mack draped his arm around Pauline, and they headed upstairs to a private suite, disappearing from Brenna’s
view. Finley trailed them discreetly, recording their every move.
“Did you get it all?” Brenna asked when Finley returned.
Finley nodded. “Yeah, it’s all on video. The moment they stepped into that room, things got intense. You probably
don’t want to watch it.”
“Send it to Alec directly,” Brenna said, a sly grin crossing her face. She had gone to all this trouble, and she
wasn't about to leave without enjoying s.
Alec, stuck on night duty in the security office, was idly swiping through his phone when a message from an
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtunknown number popped up. Assuming it could be Rosie using a new number, he tapped on the message.
His expression twisted with fury when he watched the video.
The footage revealed Mack and a heavyset woman, making out and shedding clothes with reckless abandon.
Once inside the room, Mack stripped bare, putting on a brazen show for the woman.
It was truly an eyesore.
“Shameless! So this is why he’s always pulling night shifts; he is a male escort now. What a disgrace!” Alec spat.
He tore off his security uniform, threw on his regular clothes, and asked a coworker to cover his shift for him.
Without hesitation, he sped off to the bar.
Brenna barely waited an hour before Alec stormed into the bar.
Alec had memorized the room number from the video. Without asking for directions, he went straight up to the
third floor.
Alec shoved the door open and was met with a scene he wished he hadn't witnessed—Mack tangled up with a
woman, the pounding music making the walls vibrate.
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Mack looked completely out of it, moving with wild, clumsy energy, while the woman seemed to be having the
tof her life. She urged him, “Harder! Faster! You're doing amazing!”
Alec stood just behind the pair. Neither of them even glanced his way, too wrapped up in what they were doing
to notice him.
Heat rushed to Alec’s face, and he left the room, shutting the door as quietly as possible.
He lingered in the hallway, figuring they’d be finished soon. When Mack failed to appear, Alec cracked the door
again—only to find the sshameless display continuing without pause.
“Disgraceful!” Alec muttered angrily, but he knew better than to interrupt.
Furious, he stormed off.
Humiliation burned through him.
His own son—reduced to selling himself for women’s pleasure.
His pride took the blow like a punch to the gut.
How had his parenting led to this?
Storming out of the bar, Alec didn’t look back.
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