Chapter 422

The bar manager scowled, as the escort service of the bar brought in the most money.

One sentence from Carlisle had caused the bar to lose out on over ten thousand dollars in profits.

Although he was unhappy about it, he refrained from expressing his displeasure. He had no choice but to smile.

He said, "Fine. I'll take you to the VIP deck!"

A beaded curtain separated the row of seats closest to the floor-to-ceiling windows from the rest of the seats.

The bar manager seated Gareth and Carlisle at the largest table, which already cost 30 thousand.

He brought them the menu personally so that Gareth could order.

Gareth gave the menu to Carlisle, who shook his head and said, "You can order!"

Gareth couldn't be bothered to order off the menu, so he tossed it on the table.

"Give me one of everything."

Carlisle's lips twitched.

The kitchen was very efficient, perhaps because Gareth had special privileges.

Within half an hour, the table was laden with food and more than ten kinds of liquor.

Carlisle suddenly felt that all the money he had earned was wasted on him.

He wondered what it was like to enjoy life.

He thought that perhaps, to truly enjoy life, he should use items from high-end brands that were of very high quality.

It's such a waste to

had lunch. He picked up his fork and speared a

can spend a million just to listen to music and lighten my mood, but I would never waste a single dollar on food. I pack up the food I can't finish and

were beggars everywhere in that era. Some were real beggars, while others simply pretended to be

of the Internet and the rapid spread of information, the citizens would eventually

that, government policies would become more developed, cities

begin to develop. Eventually, the beggars would disappear from the public

opened a bottle of Louis XIII and put

opened another bottle for himself and said in his Yorksle accent, "Let's have one bottle

heartbroken. There's no reason for

that the liquor he

he would end up with gastrointestinal bleeding if he finished

"Are

Don't be so

Carlisle glared at him.

stereotyped others based on where they

Carlisle's phone rang.

it out and glanced at it. It

"Mr. Hank?"

me Hank. I feel like it's disrespectful of me to let you

cheerful compared to before after immersing

"Have you gotten a

already plucked all his personal information by following the virus' IP address trail. However, this guy is in Cloud Valley, and

was drinking moodily

of

Gareth rolled his eyes.

with other men? I want young, pretty

"Did Hank find

Carlisle nodded.

truth will be revealed very

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