Chapter 813: Those indulgent tis Chapter 813: Those indulgent tis Laura, still on the phone, envied in her heart. Sister Ava is indeed fortunate to have such a doting Rich Young Master as a boyfriend, and to have a good career. It’s truly a harvest of both love and career!
If only she could et a kind and considerate man in the future, she thought, blushing at the excitent. It turns out she’s yearning for love too…
Robert Taylor sat in his car after hanging up the phone, a slightly improved expression crossing his face.
At first, he thought Alia Wilson had just randomly picked soone to deceive him. If that were the case, he would have taken her by force tonight no matter what.
But he didn’t expect her to be genuinely sick, and so he put that thought aside.
Let her rest for another night. He would visit her tomorrow, and if her condition wasn’t bad, he was determined to have her at any cost.
He didn’t have much ti left, and he felt there was no longer any need to delay this matter.
He’d always thought he had all the ti in the world, never imagining the illness would worsen so quickly. It seems he couldn’t coddle her anymore, he needed to take action.
Forcing himself on won wasn’t new to Robert Taylor, and one more Alia Wilson wouldn’t make a difference.
In the end, Robert Taylor didn’t go to XX Road, Building 99, but instead, he drove his car straight to another location.
The nightclub he was familiar with, he hadn’t been there in a while.
Reliving his indulgent past at life’s end seed like a fine choice.
The Nightclub was imbued with the air of decadent relations between n and won, hormones wafting everywhere.
In the corner, skirts were lifted so high they were almost stripped off, and the continual moans of “I want… I want…” could be heard.
Seeing all this debauchery, Robert couldn’t help but smile, rembering how he, too, used to be part of it—enjoying this lifestyle, blatantly watching those won flirt and demonstrating his own masculine charm.
“Robert… it’s been a long ti since we’ve seen you, co on, I’ll host you today!” This was the owner of the nightclub, an acquaintance.
“Yeah, ever since the Headlines of the Entertainnt Circle reported Young Master Reed pursuing the female star Alia Wilson, Young Master Reed has been reford,” another wealthy young master teased, all of them familiar faces.
Looking at these familiar faces, Robert felt a sense of estrangent but laughed loudly, “Won need to be pampered, after all!”
“That’s right. The Reed I know is like that—never caught by a woman,” the acquaintance called out, “Co… let’s call a few more buddies and so girls over. Let everyone know, Young Master Reed is here today, hurry up and get out here!”
Young Master Reed’s reputation was naturally not small in this place, and he always had a rabble of friends.
If it were to be his last bout of madness, then he may as well go wild one last ti.
Soon enough, groups of n and won were seated all around.
The won, each with long legs and large chests, casually took seats next to the n. Within three minutes, they were flaunting their provocative moves.
Social gatherings of these wealthy young masters were always unconstrained.
The won, one after another, didn’t seem to know the aning of sha. Once undressed, they let n touch them, whether in groups of two, three, or five—so long as you were willing to spend money, they’d spread their legs for anyone.
Robert had played this ga a few tis before but found it quite boring and didn’t want to play anymore.
Watching it now, he felt it even more dull.
Thinking about it, he regretted wasting so much good ti in such places—he should have returned ho to make a late-night snack for Robinson instead.
Having thought this, Young Master Reed stood up without hesitation.
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