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 order so

his fork and speared a piece of lamb,

never waste a single dollar on food. I

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

Internet and the rapid spread of information, the

government policies would become more developed,

charities would also begin to develop. Eventually, the beggars would disappear from the

XIII and

his Yorksle accent,

only separated temporarily. I'm not heartbroken. There's no reason for me to get drunk, is

the liquor he was holding

he would end up with gastrointestinal bleeding

"Are

Don't be

Carlisle glared at him.

people who stereotyped others based on where

Carlisle's phone rang.

it out and glanced at it. It was

"Mr. Hank?"

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

had become a lot more cheerful compared to

and asked, "Have

IP address trail. However,

was drinking

should I call some of

Gareth rolled his eyes.

want to drink with other men? I

asked, "Did

Carlisle nodded.

truth will be revealed very

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