Blair punched the table with an ugly look on his face.
‘That d*mn woman.
‘No wonder she didn’t want my money. It turns out she hooked up with another man!’
Blair was in a bad mood, to begin with. After learning that Mable was with another man, he became even more annoyed. Hence, he called his good brother, Solomon, and asked him out for a drink.
…
In Richworth’s Sleepless City.
Mable looked at the pretty boys standing in a row in front of her. Her red lips curled into an evil smile.
Rahman was discussing something in the private room upstairs. Afraid she would be bored of waiting, he called a dozen young men to come and play with her.
“Hey, how old are you?” Mable asked while swirling her tall glass.
“Sis, I’m 23.”
“Sis, I’m 21.”
“Sis, I’m 19.”
Mable looked at the handsome young men in front of her, extremely pleased.
‘As expected of Richworth’s biggest club. The men here are attractive and have bodies one better than the other. They’re not inferior to Blair, that *shole, at all!
‘If he would divorce me for the sake of his first love, why can’t I come out to find men?!’
Mable suppressed the sourness in her heart and said to the youngest guy, “Drink with me. If I’m happy, I’ll be your sugar mommy.”
After hearing what she said, the handsome guy immediately poured wine for her. He moved closer to her and said, “Sis, here’s a toast to you.”
Who in this line of work did not want a sugar mommy? Not to mention if she was a young beauty.
Therefore, the pretty boys present passionately proposed a toast to Mable one after another, doing everything they could to please her.
…
Meanwhile, in a private room upstairs.
Blair was drinking with Solomon.
After three rounds of drinks, Solomon suddenly advised Blair, “Master Blair, after so many years of searching, it’s time for you to let go.”
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