Alicia turned away in depress, staring at the neon lights flashing outside the car window. Yesterday, he said he would have a child with her, but today he treated her like this. This man was so moody and was even less reliable than a woman.
One minute, he was so good to her. Next minute, he was so bad to her. Under his moody treatment, she was almost unable to distinguish between the good and the bad in reality.
Carlos made several phone calls along the way. What he said was just one sentence, "Come out for a drink. The same place."
Alicia didn't know who he was inviting. She didn't ask. Anyway, even though she asked, he wouldn't tell her. So it was no bother to ask.
The car finally stopped after driving wildly all the way. The place where it stopped was the city's largest entertainment club, Royal Rose Club.
"Get off."
The man next to her coldly ordered. Alicia hesitated. She was not an open girl and did not often come to this kind of entertainment place. But she had long heard about Royal Rose Club. It was a place of extreme extravagant.
"I am a teacher."
"So what?"
"It’s inappropriate for me to come to this place, isn’t it?"
He sneered mockingly, "Who let you follow me? Don't forget. It’s you who insists on following me. No one forces you."
After speaking, he walked towards the gate of the entertainment club on his own. Alicia stood still helplessly, but could only bite the bullet to follow him.
At this moment, she finally understood what his frightening smile meant.
It was a top-notch club, which was as big as a palace. The design inside was even more complicated. Alicia followed Carlos closely, fearing that she would lose her way.
Carlos stopped in front of the door of No. 8 private room. The waiter opened the door respectfully. There were already three or four people sitting inside. All of them wore famous brands clothes. They looked like the rich.
"Mr. Carlos, long time no see."
"Mr. Carlos, why do you have time to ask us out for a drink today?"
...
The people in the private room greeted him as soon as they saw him. Alicia stood outside the door, wondering whether to come in.
"Come in."
She hadn't made up her mind yet. But Carlos had already given orders. Since there was no way out, she could only take a deep breath and walk in.
"Wow, who is this?"
"Isn't she Mr. Carlos' seventh wife?"
"Mr. Carlos, you’re so awesome. Changing wife is like changing clothes. Each wife is more beautiful than the last..."
"She’s not just beautiful, but drop-dead gorgeous."
Hearing the teasing voices, Alicia broke out in cold sweat. What mistakes did she make? Did she really have to put herself here as a doll to being teased by a bunch of jerks for that moody guy?
Carlos sat down indifferently. He didn’t care about how difficult her situation was. She walked to him silently. When she was just about to sit down, he glared at her, "Don't sit here."
The atmosphere was so embarrassing that Alicia didn’t know what to do. But those men waved to her one after another, "Beauty, come here.” “Beauty, come here” “Beauty, they are perverts. Here is the safest."
Alicia was so speechless. What did they treat her as? Was she the barmaid? She swept her gaze towards Carlos. Sure enough, birds of a feather flock together. His friends were just like him. Just a bunch of bastards.
She didn't sit next to the four men, but instead sat on the only empty sofa, which was in the same direction as Carlos. That was to say, as long as she sat down, she and Carlos could clearly see each other.
"Why don't you call some barmaids?"
Carlos' words surprised several his friends. Otto Griffiths asked in amazement, "Did you say wrongly or we have misheard? Don't you hate women the most?"
"It varies from person to person. Girls who are always pestering others is annoying, and well-behaved and obedient girls are delightful."
When he said this, he was clearly saying to Alicia.
"Is your seventh wife the former or the latter?"
Otto continued to joke.
Morgan Pearson immediately answered, "Do you still need to ask? Look at her dignified and virtuous appearance, she must be an extremely obedient girl."
"That's not necessarily true. Some people pretend to be obedient, but in fact, you don't know how rebellious she is. Don't be blinded by the appearance."
Alicia gritted her teeth and stared at him. If he didn’t feel satisfied with her, he could tell her. Why did he ridicule her like this?
After taking back the complaining gaze, she was surprised to find that because of Carlos' words, several men seemed to be more interested in her. They looked at her boldly and teased her.
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