Under the spotlight, the pair looked like the center of attention, completely oblivious to anyone else around them.
As they passed by Chloe's VIP booth, Cassie suddenly raised her voice, "Hey guys, let's make sure Chloe has the best night ever. If she's happy, she'll treat us to late-night burgers."
The four guys quickly caught on, rushing to take their seats beside Chloe.
One of the guys suggested, "I can hold my liquor the best. How about we play a drinking game?"
Chloe played along with a grin. "Sure, but there should be stakes."
"Loser drinks a shot?"
Chloe smirked, "Drinking's boring. How about this? If I lose, I'll take three shots, but if you lose, you take off an item of clothing."
"Woah, you're wicked."
Connor froze in his steps at the familiar voice. He turned around and saw Chloe surrounded by a group of dashing men, all trying their best to charm her. One of them was in the middle of the drinking game, reluctantly starting to unbutton his shirt after losing a round.
Connor felt like he'd been hit by a ton of bricks and reflexively walked towards Chloe, followed by a trail of surprised onlookers.
Diana's expression subtly changed, a flash of surprise in her eyes.
Soon, Connor was standing in front of Chloe. "What's going on here?" His voice was icy, barely containing his anger.
Chloe looked up, her expression a mix of amusement and defiance, not saying a word.
Cassie then stepped forward. "Well, if it isn't Mr. Connor. What a coincidence seeing you here!"
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