"This person is definitely not a good guy, possibly not even a decent human," Nicole murmured quietly, eyeing the boy at the forefront with a hint of fear in her heart.
While she was afraid, snippets of their casual conversation were carried to her ears by the breeze.
"Young Master Floyd, having fun today, huh? It’s on , it’s on ! I’ve prepared a special mysterious gift for everyone, you’ll love it!" The man grinned mischievously, a mysterious and deeply imrsed expression on his face.
"Did you have the Boss Lady prepare a few original girls for you again?" soone joked in response.
"Young Master Floyd, give us so face today and pick one! Life is short, gotta enjoy it while we can!"
The man at the front glanced ahead, stepping inside, tall and elegant, with a nobility in his every move, like an emperor surveying his bar, exuding arrogance and cold dominance to the extre.
"Not interested."
Those three words from the boy made Nicole’s body tremble violently.
"Surna Feng— that voice... the murderer of Wade!!"
Nicole’s eyes were filled with hatred and coldness.
She could never forget the gunshots in Wade’s last phone call, or the na ’Jose Floyd’ in the call, nor Jose Floyd’s indifferent voice saying ’one shot for each, solves the problem quickly, no ti wasted’.
A few gunshots, a rciless voice, a person nad Jose Floyd, took away the most important person in her life, making it impossible for Wade to ever accompany her again!
Nicole’s gaze was icy, recalling what they had just said, her brows furrowed as she headed towards the bar, only to be stopped by the bouncer at the door.
"What do you want? A place like this isn’t sowhere for a student to enter?!
Nicole was dressed simply, in a white dress and clean white sneakers, looking youthful and pure.
Nicole clutched her skirt nervously, her voice carrying tension: "I’m here to apply for a job, I don’t know if the bar is hiring, I’m short of money... really short!"
The bouncer looked Nicole over a few more tis, "Do you know what kind of positions we hire for here? You’re not suited for it as a student!"
Nicole’s face showed urgency, "As long as it pays quickly, I’ll do any job!"
One of the bouncers gave Nicole a knowing look, saying to his colleague, "Hey, are you clueless? A girl like this coming to a bar for a job knows exactly what kind of job it is! Isn’t it common for girls these days to do anything like that for money?!"
"What’s your na? I’ll take you to see the manager."
Nicole knew she was past the first hurdle, felt happy inside, but her face showed shyness, speaking softly, "My na is Nicole."
"Co with ."
"Thank you."
The bouncer took Nicole inside to et the bar manager.
The bar manager was a foreign man nad Bruce Walkers, who was training a group of won of various styles. When he saw Nicole brought in by the bouncer, his eyes narrowed.
The bouncer said sothing to Bruce, who greeted Nicole in fluent Chinese and asked a few questions, hiring Nicole on the spot.
Bruce placed Nicole in line with a row of won from various countries, giving instructions in English, repeatedly emphasizing not to upset a guest with the surna Feng in the private rooms.
Hearing the surna Feng, Nicole’s fingers clenched tightly into her palms.
Good—
She was lucky, today Jose Floyd showed up, and she had found an opportunity to get close to him and seek revenge!
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