Warning: My Mommy is A Savage novel Chapter 594

Chapter 594

Charmine checked the time on her phone-only 5pm. She had time to spare, so she nodded. "Yes, but..."

She needed fresh clothes, considering she was doused in sprite and covered with the pizzas' oily stains.

"Muse Bar has new women's clothing, and I can give them to you for free," offered Tristan. "You don’t have to pay for the pizzas as well." 1

Charmine rolled her eyes at him. He was hilarious, for sure. Her clothes cost over 10,000 bucks, yet she was nice enough to not ask him to pay up.

Alas, the nearest mall from her was a few kilometers away. Charmine could not be bothered to get to the mall, thus she followed Tristan to Muse Club straight away.

Upon entering Muse Club, a line of servers lowered their heads and greeted, "President Walker."

Tristan ordered, "Get a set of clothing to Room One." 1

"Yes, Sir!" answered a server before leaving to do as tasked.

Tristan and Charmine entered the room.

The room had a minimalist design, its walls painted snowy white. The windows had dark curtains with children's beanbags in the room. 1

It was as if walking into a private space.

Charmine found the room rather empty and clean, free from embellishments. Of course, only a clear room like this would be better for 3D projections.

Charmine kept silent as someone came in with her new clothes.

It was a set of simple but elegant clothing. It was a white blouse with a black pencil skirt. It was the costume for some of Muse Club's servers, but it was a well-known brand.

Taking the clothes, Charmine then said to Tristan, "Go out. I'll call you when I'm done."

"No need; I need to get changed as well. I'll get into the washroom, but you can lock it from the outside." 1

As he spoke, he picked a set of clothing and walked into the washroom, closing the door from the inside.

There was a metal lock on the washroom door. For safety purposes, Charmine walked over and locked it from the outside.

With that, Tristan would not be able to barge in on her even if he wanted to open from the inside.

Once that was done, Charmine hastily got changed out of her white suit.

Around three minutes later, she unlocked the door.

Tristan walked out while fixing his burgundy suit. He winked at Charmine." Sweetie, you locked me for so long. Do you think I need so much time?" 1

"Don’t call me that, I don’t know you. Call me Ms. Jordan," Charmine reiterated.

Tristan frowned as he eyed her, hurt at her tone. "As they say, first meeting as strangers; second meeting as pals. We're meeting for the third time! Are we not friends?"

'The number of meetings don't determine how close we are. Whatever, I can't be bothered to reason with you. So, this is your 3D music hall?" Charmine glanced around the room.

Mentioning this, Tristan's lips curled up. "Of course. Enjoy!"

As he spoke, he turned off the lights.

The room fell pitch-black instantly, so dark that nothing was visible.