Chapter 737 Bringing the Mistress Home

Alice left the Night Bar with a scowl.

She hadn't been able to catch that rascal John in the act, which bothered her immensely.

She loved watching John squirm, bending under her gaze in remorse.

Most irritating, however, was his flirtatiousness.

"Humph! I will not let this slide!"

Alice, filled with anger, dialed John's number. Suddenly her tone softened. "Dear John, where are you?"

Her change of demeanor was quick.

"I'm home," replied John. "I told Anita I'd head home after I finished up. Why aren't you at home waiting for me? Did you sneak out to find other men?"

John swiftly turned the accusation around.

"Nonsense!"

Alice couldn't help but retort, "If we come home and find that you're not there, prepare to face the music!"

With that, she hung up the phone angrily.

Alice turned to Queenie. "It's a shame, Queenie. That rascal said he's already home. We missed our chance to catch him red-handed."