Chapter 608

Perseus didn't drive. He hitched a ride with Clarissa's Hummer to their next destination. Clarissa chose a bar by the seaside. The biggest difference between a bar and a club was that a pub was much quieter and classier. There was no loud music or dance floor. There were a few tables inside and a small stage for anyone to sing if they wanted to. "This is a pretty decent place." Perseus looked around appreciatively. He didn't like going to clubs like the Firethrone Organization. Over there, the music was deafening, and the young crowd was dressed in skimpy clothing. Some men who drank too much would even take off their pants in public. As for the women, some would get so drunk that they had to be carried out of the club. When the women were unconscious like that, they were at risk of getting raped. All this made Perseus solidify his dislike for clubs. "Of course, I have taste! You'll never go wrong with me." Clarissa snapped her fingers, and a waiter rushed over to pass them the