Chapter 388 – Plan
Hardy didn't take Robert's warning seriously at all.
He thought his father was overreacting.
As a guardian of the Martial Alliance, he wasn't someone who could be taken down so easily. It wasn't like they were the Flaherty family, who had made some unforgivable mistake and brought ruin upon themselves.
Besides, no one at the top of the Martial Alliance was truly innocent.
They all had skeletons in their closets. They just hadn't been exposed yet.
Frustrated, Hardy went to a nightclub to blow off steam. He ordered a few beautiful barmaids to accompany him, but he wasn't in the mood for their company. After a short while, he waved them off and drove all the heavily made-up, boring women out of the room.
Just then, a man with a greasy smile approached and raised a glass toward him.
"Mr. Tennat."
It was Brooke.
Hardy cast him a sideways glance, sneering. "You've been sucking up to me a lot lately, Brooke."
This wasn't the first time they'd run into each other. Hardy often came to this nightclub whenever he was free or pissed off. And recently, without fail, Brooke would just happen to be there too.