Tense Family Relationship

After a period of secret communication in the Sauna Room, the group emerged, and Gepu arranged some programs for them.

Sabine City, as a lesser-known second-tier city, certainly cannot compare with the advantages of a metropolis in some respects, but in others, it may not be much inferior.

Choosing to discuss matters here is mainly for concealment. The private club, coupled with the almost naked encounters in the Sauna Room, the steam, and distorted voices, make it difficult for anyone to leave anything behind successfully.

After concluding these conversations that might cause some problems, the group left, and they were about to return to their normal nightlife.

The beauty of the city lies in the ubiquitous money and colorful nights, which are never seen in the countryside, and that is why a large number of people gather in the city.

In just a few years, the population of Bayer Federation cities has at least doubled, and in many cases, it has more than doubled.

Although clubs are good, they are only limited to talking or simple relaxation and do not provide any other services. Maintaining the level is one of the most important tasks of these private clubs, and they will never easily break the rules they have set.

Sitting in the last car, Gepu, after being reminded by the driver, glanced back at a car following them and suddenly frowned.

If it weren't for the driver's reminder, he wouldn't even have noticed that someone was following them.

The Private Detective thing is not part of the Bayer Federation's judicial system. It is a spontaneously formed profession, but as long as they are registered, the evidence they collect, as long as it meets judicial standards, can be used in various cases.

There is actually a deviation in public perception here. In fact, most of the evidence in the hands of Private Detectives is not collected through legal means, but they know how to fabricate perjury to prove the legality of this evidence. Sometimes, even the local judicial system needs to use their power to complete some evidence filling, so few people really bother to verify the source of the evidence in the hands of Private Detectives.

In addition, the biggest difference between Private Detectives and the police is that the police will not help you stare at certain people, will not rummage through trash cans for you, and will not call you "Boss" just because you give them money.

But Private Detectives will. They, along with lawyers, Certified Public Accountants, and dentists, have become the four most famous industries in the Bayer Federation, specifically referring to their ability to make money.

Vera has her own private money. After all, she is a Certified Public Accountant at an accounting firm, and Gepu also gives her an extra fee each month for daily household expenses. She saved some money.

She hired a Private Detective from a detective agency related to the firm to investigate this matter. Cases related to infidelity are not only of interest to lawyers but also to Private Detectives.

As long as there are enough suitable photos, each photo can be sold for a sky-high price. Regardless of whether the employer wants to do anything, they must buy these photos and negatives.

The car following him suddenly made a turn on the main road and chose a remote path. Although he felt a little strange, he still followed.

A moment later, Gepu's vehicle came out of the alley. Sitting in the back seat, he fiddled with the film in his hand, wondering what he was thinking, and his face was naturally not very good.

As for the Private Detective, he was lying in the garbage dump in a very disheveled state.

At a little after one in the morning, Gepu returned home with some drunkenness. He tore off his tie, took off his coat, and pushed open the bedroom door.

The bedside lamp in the bedroom was still on. Vera was not asleep. She leaned against the head of the bed with a complex expression on her face, some resentment, and a hint of anticipation.

"You're back?" The moment the door opened, Vera came back to her senses and stood up. She could tell that Gepu had been drinking. He had been like this for a while. She walked to the door to support Gepu, but Gepu blocked her.

He walked to the chair by the window, took out a roll of film from his pants pocket, and slapped it on the table. He looked at Vera slowly and said softly, "You sent someone to follow me and take pictures of me!"

He shook his head. "You suspect me. It's really disappointing, dear. You actually suspect me?"

Vera was silent for a moment before raising her head to look into Gepu's eyes. In Gepu's eyes, she could no longer find the excellent young man she once knew, only endless lies, arrogance, and deception.

She suddenly felt a sense of disappointment. Gepu's serious attitude towards this matter essentially confirmed Vera's guess, and she suddenly felt very bored.

"Last night, there were several lipstick marks on your butt..."

In one sentence, the atmosphere in the room suddenly changed. Gepu's momentum, which was originally a posture of wanting to "crusade" against Vera, weakened to almost invisible. A moment of realization flashed in his eyes, and then he patted his forehead.

"If you have any questions, you can talk to me directly, instead of doing it this way. Besides, don't you understand me?"

He started making excuses, explaining himself, "Do you know that when you had that bastard tailing me, I was with a director of the company? He was very unhappy, you almost ruined our future!"

The driver of his car was an employee of the company, and that director already knew about it. It took Gepu a lot of effort to explain before he gained the other party's trust.

That director said to him with a smile that wasn't a smile, that he should take care of his family affairs and not let personal matters affect the operation of the group, and warned him that this was the last time.

This also contributed to Gepu's final decision to talk to Vera. If Vera continued to send private detectives or something, it was very likely to mess things up. She had to stop! Vera was very disappointed. She looked at Gepu and asked, "Family, and your career, which is more important?" She paused and said, "And that's not an excuse for you to cheat. If you think you can mess around because your work requires it, what do you take me for!"

Gepu didn't answer, just remained silent. She turned around, picked up the quilt and pillow, and walked to the bedroom door, turned sideways and looked at Gepu again, said nothing, and had already opened the door with one hand.

She found that what she was showing was more courageous than she had imagined. At least, when facing Gepu's cheating, she didn't have that unacceptable, earth-shattering feeling, nor was she overly angry.

At this moment, Vera even suddenly felt a little scary, or... she didn't know how to express that feeling. As a wife, after confirming her husband's cheating, she wasn't as furious as she had imagined, which made her realize that she might not love this man as much as she thought.

In fact, most families are like this. When love is fermented by marriage and becomes family affection, strong emotions gradually become lukewarm, and eventually turn into an emotion that is completely different from love.

Some people describe this as family affection, but others think it's just numbness.

"Now is my critical period..." Gepu used this reason again, "Don't you want a bigger house, a higher social status, more money, a better life!"

He opened his hands with a look of pain, "I'm not doing this for myself, I'm doing it for this family. Some social processes are indeed dirty, but they are unavoidable!"

"If I want to integrate into them, I will definitely have to pay some price, Vera, you are too serious!"

Vera opened the door and stood outside the door. The two looked at each other for a moment, and Vera shook her head, "You make me feel sick!"

Watching the door slam shut, Gepu tugged at his hair, and then overturned everything on the bedside table onto the ground.

That bitch must have deliberately left some marks on my ass. It's too late to say this now, that bitch!

Bitch!