Since they ordered so many drinks, five waitresses came in to deliver them.
Coincidentally, these five were the new staff members.
As soon as they entered the room, they began pouring drinks, and several people in the room couldn't help but stare at them.
Someone leaned over to Jasper and whispered, "Jasper, which one catches your eye?"
"They're all average," Jasper replied, taking another drag from his cigarette.
Surprised, the guy blinks.
"What? Are you changing your type now? The girl you brought last time was amazing. You surely know how to have fun."
Changing tastes?
Jasper didn't think so.
Lately, he had just grown tired of it all. It seemed like no one caught his attention anymore.
Besides, he wasn't the type to seriously get involved with women in these places. At most, if a girl was good-looking, he'd treat her kindly—like buying drinks and making sure she got a good tip.
Because of that, many saw Jasper as a walking goldmine when he visited Mystique. After all, who wouldn't like a generous man?
But tonight, he found everything dull. He stood up to leave.
Just as he reached downstairs, he stumbled upon a commotion.
There were six new waitresses—five had gone upstairs but one was different. Despite being a woman, she insisted on wearing the men's uniform, refusing to wear a skirt.
The owner of Mystique, annoyed with her, had sent her to greet guests at the entrance instead.
That night, a drunk customer caused trouble. After she escorted him to the door, the man, unable to stand properly, fell flat on his face. Furious, he blamed her, claiming she had pushed him.
Mandy Vickers, the server in question, was fed up.
"Are you serious? We have cameras! You tripped on your own. What does that have to do with me?"
Mystique was Jasper's usual hangout, so aside from the familiar faces, he also noticed the newer ones.
"It was you! You pushed me!" The man yelled, his face flushed red from the alcohol.
In a fit of drunken rage, he swung a slap at Mandy.
However, someone caught a hold of his hand.
Jasper was about to get into his car when this unfolded.
The one who caught the man's hand was Jasper's driver.
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