Never Tired of Mr. Leon's Love novel Chapter 291

They were lost in a whirl of drunken revelry, twirling to the beat of the music. However, Cillian was worlds apart from their happiness.

The crowd was wild with celebration, but Cillian was a lone figure at the bar, nursing drink after drink.

Truth be told, he was pretty hammered, but he could not bring himself to leave. The throng of people swelled, pressing in close to Cillian.

A crafty character edged closer to Cillian, eyeing his wallet like a prize to be snatched.

However, a tipsy woman barged in, shoving the would-be thief aside. She sashayed up to Cillian, slung an arm around his shoulders, and slurred with a wink, "Hey, handsome, flying solo? You're pretty handsome. How about we go for a dance?"

She even gave Cillian's cheek a flirty stroke.

Cillian, despite having drank large amounts of booze, was not out of his wits just yet.

Feeling the touch, he instinctively scrunched his brows together and removed her hand from his shoulders.

"Sorry, I'm not interested. Try your luck elsewhere."

"Don't shoot me down so fast, handsome. If you don't wanna dance, at least let me have your digits."

She flashed a charming smile, unfazed by Cillian's brush-off. She kept at it.

While they were caught up, the pickpocket saw his chance slip away and melted back into the crowd.

He was not the type to forget a favor, even if his thank-you was a casual one. He drowned himself in his drink once more.

"Sweetheart, that thank-you's pretty weak. Not many can resist my charm," the woman teased, her laughter like music. It was only then that Cillian really looked at her.

He was floored. She was a dead ringer for Lucy—the same Daburinean features, though she was a good 40% to 50% less like Lucy in style.

Where Lucy was all ice-queen elegance and steely grit, this woman was a walking flame. She was bold and captivating in a way that drew eyes like moths to a blaze.

Truly, it was rare for anyone to turn down her requests. Cillian, as if under some spell, found himself going along with her suggestion and asked, "So, how would you like me to thank you?"

"Hmm, I'll have to give that some thought..." The woman rested her chin in her hand, her gaze drifting off as if she were pondering something of great importance.