Chapter 110 Just So There's No Misunderstanding that Lawyer Locke Loves Me

Watching as the person approached closer.

Matthew Holt suddenly felt as if his time was up.

Could it be this unlucky?

He had just come back from a month in detention, only to be taken out just like that?

"Miss Holt?"

"Is it you?" Matthew Holt heard a familiar voice and breathed a sigh of relief, recognizing the man as Nelson Moores, the manager of the second floor at Gazeford Platform.

He appeared gentle and refined, donning gold-rimmed glasses with a tall build. It's said that he was once a part of an international male model group before being recruited by Sean Shaw.

Nelson Moores reached out to help him up from the ground.

"Miss Holt, are you alright?"

"I was just kicked."

Matthew Holt pointed to his left.

Nelson Moores glanced at the door to the left, understanding immediately: "Miss Holt, please get up first. I have already sent someone to check the electric box. It should be back on soon."

True enough, the club's electricity returned in five minutes.