Chapter 88

Seeing that Brad was about to leave, Sammy signaled to the young seductive woman beside him. "Whoever can keep this gentleman here tonight will get this much." With that, he laid a stack of banknotes on the table. One of the women clung to Sammy's neck and kissed him on the cheek. "Wow, Sammy. You look so handsome when you pull out the cash. I love guests like you—young and good-looking. Don't worry. I'll handle this." She was scantily clad in a spaghetti strap top and a miniskirt. The way she dressed revealed her slim waist and long, fair legs. Swaying as she walked, she approached Brad, who had already stood up. "Hey, handsome. Don't be such a downer. Have a few more drinks and let me keep you company. Tell me what's bothering you, and let's have some fun together." She had already noticed that Brad was the real VIP tonight. Not only was he exceptionally handsome, but he was practically the embodiment of first-class. One look and she knew that he came from a wealthy, influent