Chapter 800

Nolan snatched her silverware away from her, placed them on the table, and picked her up. “You’ll get to eat again later.” “Nolan Goldmann!” The objection was invalid. … The night was hazy, the music in the bar was deafening, the lights were dazzling in the dimness, the ladies on the stage were dancing pole dance while the fashionable men and women were drinking in the booths below the stage. Francisco and a few friends went to the bar for a drink and some entertainment. However, no women were sitting next to him, so he was there drinking by himself. One of the men grinned. “Young Master Boucher, would you like us to get you a bargirl?” Francisco waved his hand and placed his arm on the edge of the back of the couch. “No, I’m not interested in getting close with any woman.” “Yo, Young Master Boucher, it seems that you’ve reformed. You were the one who introduced us to ladies when we used to come out for a drink.” “Yeah. Have you quit being a playboy ever since you came back fro