The Supreme Soldier in the City
Chapter 253 - 257 Dressing in Disguise

Chapter 253: Chapter 257 Dressing in Disguise

At 4 PM, James Brown and Helen Wilson were already seated in a tea house. At this moment, James’s face looked a bit plumper than usual, with a beard on his face, making him appear to be a man in his thirties. He wore a flashy casual shirt and shorts, a thick gold necklace around his neck, and a diamond-studded watch on his wrist, clearly resembling a nouveau riche.

Helen Wilson, on the other hand, was dressed in a little strappy tank top and a short, blurry skirt that left her arms and thighs exposed. Heavily made up and decked in glittering jewelry, she looked exactly like the typical mistress.

Across from them sat a skinny man in his thirties, his gaze greedily roaming over Helen Wilson’s body, constantly swallowing his saliva. This fellow was John Smith, the very person James Brown and his company had come to meet.

"Mr. Lee, your woman is really beautiful," John Smith said, swallowing his saliva enviously as he spoke to James Brown.

James Brown laughed heartily, touching Helen Wilson’s leg and said, "Isn’t that the joy of being rich? If I don’t get myself a beautiful girl, wouldn’t I be letting myself down?"

Helen Wilson moaned softly, leaning into James Brown’s embrace and cooing, "You’re so bad, there are others around." By then, Helen Wilson had already mentally prepared herself, knowing full well that John Smith was a lecher who had been with countless women, which is why she dared not slack off and played the part of a lover fully.

John Smith flattered them, saying, "Heh, that’s well said Mr. Lee. Once I’ve made big money, I’ll definitely get a lady as beautiful as your sister-in-law."

James Brown waved his hand dismissively, saying boldly, "As long as you do a good job for me, you’ll certainly get your share once I’ve made my money."

However, John Smith looked troubled and said, "Mr. Lee, honestly speaking, a lot of people are trying to get into this line of business now. Everyone knows the high profit margins in smuggling goods, so there’s no shortage of people asking me to be their guide. The higher-ups have already set the requirements; we are temporarily not dealing with small-time receivers without proper backing."

James Brown’s eyes widened as he shot back, "What are you getting at? You looking down on me?"

John Smith hastily replied, "I’m not looking down on you, Mr. Lee. But now, to pick up goods, the minimum is seventy thousand dollars and we only handle operations within the territory of YODC City. Once it’s outside of YODC City, we won’t be responsible. The risks are not small, so you better think it through, Mr. Lee."

"In this day and age, can you make big money without taking some risks? Besides, I’ve got plenty of connections. I have people in customs too, so it’s definitely not a problem. It’s just hard to find where the goods come from; otherwise, why would I come all the way to YODC City?"

John Smith continued hesitantly, "Oh, I’ll mention it to the higher-ups later, but I can’t guarantee anything will come of it. Today, let’s just have some fun."

James Brown frowned, seemingly puzzled by John Smith’s words, while Helen Wilson coyly glanced at James Brown, whispering, "Honey, don’t be impatient. Brother Johnson said he’d help, so he will. Let’s take good care of Brother Johnson today. How about we go sing some karaoke later?"

Robert Mitchell’s eyes lit up, feeling that James Brown’s lover was quite the catch, chuckling, "Wouldn’t that be a waste on Mr. Lee’s part?"

James Brown instantly waved his hand grandiosely, "Waste? I’m all about making friends, and if we get this job done, millions, tens of millions – it’s all up for grabs, so what’s a little expense? Let’s get moving. What’s with this tea-drinking? It’s too bland. Singing and drinking at a karaoke bar – that’s the real fun."

The three of them settled the bill and headed to a luxurious karaoke lounge, where they reserved a grand private room. They ordered some drinks and fruit, and the attendant brought in a lineup of hostesses. John Smith unreservedly chose two for himself and then grinned at James Brown, "Mr. Lee, why don’t you pick another one too?"

Helen immediately pouted, clinging to James Brown’s arm while swaying and pressing her body against him, cooing, "That won’t do. I’ve only just managed to come out with you, and you want someone else?"

James Brown truly admired Helen Wilson’s acting skills; it was all too real, and she didn’t hesitate to play on her sex appeal, rubbing her bosom against his arm fervently, making him feel very heated.

Showing a face that enjoyed the attention, James Brown placed his other hand on Helen’s leg and said with a grin, "Alright, alright. I’ll dedicate myself to you tonight, no one else. Happy now? But... you’ll have to take good care of me tonight. Make it worth for two."

"Tonight, however you want, that’s how it’ll be," Helen replied seductively, batting her lashes at James Brown, then leaning in to give him a kiss.

James Brown turned his head, surprised by Helen’s action. There was no need to go so overboard with the act, was there?

Helen swiftly shot James Brown a covert look, eager not to blow their cover. She wrapped her arms around his neck and whispered into his ear, "Don’t forget our roles."

It looked as though Helen was sharing some intimate secret with James Brown. John Smith laughed and said, "With a stunner like sister-in-law, one is enough for me, Mr. Lee."

James Brown laughed heartily, "This woman sure is clingy, but she’s good. Satisfying."

John Smith continued to brown-nose, exclaiming, "Absolutely, you can tell right away."

Helen inwardly swore, where could he ’see’ that she was any good? But outwardly, she continued to twist in James’s embrace, playing coy.

After a few drinks and belting out a couple of songs, John Smith started getting handsy with two of the ladies, causing Helen Wilson to frown deeply. Only after witnessing this live performance did she realize her own behavior was rather reserved. Although she was snuggling close to James Brown on the surface, their physical interactions weren’t as bold. John Smith has one hand inside the blouse of the lady on his left, and the other hand had made its way under the skirt of another lady.

Watching this scene, James Brown had a strong reaction. How could he not, sitting there with Helen Wilson, a beauty dressed so seductively, right in the midst of a real-life adult film?

Right now, Helen Wilson was sitting on James Brown’s lap—partly to show intimacy, and partly to avoid putting pressure on her wound. Having sat on his lap once before, the situation wasn’t overly awkward for her. But upon noticing James Brown’s reaction, she started to feel overwhelmed. Even though she didn’t move away from him, her hand gave his lower back a pinch.

She leaned in close to James Brown’s ear and whispered quietly, "You bastard, behave yourself."

James Brown kissed her cheek, then whispered in her ear, "Big sister, how can you expect me to behave? Like this, I’m going to burst."

Physically, she enjoyed the contact, but emotionally, she was very resistant. She leaned in again to his ear and whispered, "Can’t you hold back a little?"

"I’m already holding back. If I don’t anymore, I’ll do it with you right here," he replied.

At that moment, John Smith laughed and said to James Brown, "Mr. Lee, to be able to control yourself in front of such a hot lady, I respect you."

James Brown took a big gulp of his drink and said, "If I weren’t here with you, Little M, I would’ve already taken her somewhere to cool off."

John Smith winked and said, "Switch locations? Why bother? Let’s just do it here together—imagine how thrilling that would be."

Helen Wilson was startled and stealthily twisted James Brown’s arm, while James Brown immediately shook his head at John Smith, saying, "Little M, I’m not into public performances. Besides, I’m the jealous type. I don’t want other men ogling my woman. Business is business, making money and spending it together is fine, but as for women, let’s each stick to our own."

John Smith laughed heartily and said, "You’re right; it was my mistake. Don’t be offended."

"I won’t keep you company anymore then. Waitress, open two rooms for me."

Once the rooms were arranged, James Brown took Helen Wilson to one, and John Smith took the two ladies to another. After closing the door, James Brown let go of Helen Wilson, and her knees nearly gave way, almost causing her to fall.

James Brown quickly steadied her and feigned ignorance, "What happened?"

Helen Wilson couldn’t reveal that her weakness was due to their close interaction, which had made her legs shake. She pushed James Brown away and ran into the bathroom.

Helen Wilson splashed water on her face to suppress her body’s chaotic reactions, but suddenly the door opened, and James Brown walked in, prompting her to glare and say, "What are you doing here?"

James Brown waved his hand and lowered his voice, "There are hidden cameras in this private room."

"What?" Helen Wilson frowned, taking a careful look around the restroom, asking, "What about here?"

James Brown glanced around and replied, "Not here."

"What do we do now?"

"I don’t know either. It’s just that I’m not sure if this karaoke club belongs to that group."

Helen Wilson furrowed her brow, "This karaoke club was John Smith’s idea. It’s very likely their setup."

James Brown said, "That means they’re secretly investigating us to see if we’re serious about smuggling. We’ll have to be more careful about what we say."

"But..." Helen Wilson looked at James Brown, her mouth opening but no words would come out.

James Brown rubbed his nose and said, "It’s a tricky situation now. There’s a camera outside, and if we’re not careful, we’ll blow our cover. I think we should just forget about this method."

Suddenly, Helen Wilson grabbed James Brown, her teeth clenched as she glared at him. The look in her eyes made James Brown’s skin crawl, as if he were a little lamb that fell into the jaws of a hungry wolf.