Chapter 267 Deep Regrets

"It's funny, Charles, really. Women rarely catch your attention. Why don't you spend some time with Lilian tonight? It's on me. Come here, Libby."

"Yes, I'm coming, Mr. Fang." Libby smiled seductively before she sat beside him.

She then picked up the cocktail on the tea table. With excitement shining through her eyes, she said, "I think we were destined to meet and have fun tonight. I'd like to propose a toast to Mr. Fang. Thank you for choosing to spend the evening with me and Lilian."

They had been barmaids for a month.

Most of the other girls who worked here for some time had regular customers. As newcomers, they could only accompany new customers with whom they would start to build connections.

Every profession had its own rules, and being a barmaid was not as easy as it is perceived by the outside world.

It was particularly difficult for girls who were new in the profession. They were still figuring out how to deal with customers. Plus, they frequently get molested. Feeling like they had no choice and nowhere else to go, they swallowed the humiliation and pretended to be happy

, yes, Mr. Fang. Let's drink some more!" Libby was so drunk that her face turned red and her eyes narrowed into slits.

Charles remained silent. He lit a cigarette and smoked casually.

Lilian sat beside him quietly.

None of them said a word.

Soon enough, Nancy and Doris were inside the bar.

"Excuse me, ladies. How can I help you?" The receptionist came over and asked politely.

"Tell me, which room is Jay in?" Doris asked straightforwardly.

The receptionist was surprised to hear Jay's name. She looked at Doris from her head down to her toes, judging her to be well-dressed. With a charming smile on her face, she said, "Mr. Fang is in Room 202. Would you like me to accompany you?"

"No, just give me the key to Room 201," Doris replied.

"Okay, ma'am." The receptionist took out the key of Room 201 and handed it over to Doris.

"Charge all our orders tonight on Jay's account," instructed Doris who obviously thought it through.

"Alright, ma'am." The receptionist assumed that Doris was someone who had close relations with Jay. Otherwise, she wouldn't call him by his first name.