His Unveiled Passion

Chapter 220

The bar was the perfect spot for relaxing and flirting. Tessa entered the

establishment, frowning at the raucous atmosphere created by the large crowd and booming music. She wasn't a big fan of places like these.

"Tessa, over here!"

Naomi waved Tessa over. She noticed Sienna standing by Naomi's side as she made her way over to them. Moving like clockwork, Naomi led them over to the bar counter and gestured for her to sit on one of the high stools. "Three mojitos, Leo!"

Leo smiled and nodded before he began to mix the drinks. Naomi scooched closer to Tessa and whispered in her ear, "Leo's 26 this year, and he's the star of this bar. What do you think? He's really handsome, right?"

Tessa studied the man before her. He wasn't too tall, probably around five feet and eight inches tall. His refined features enhanced his good looks, and his wavy hair made him look like a classic boy-next-door that one would see in the movies.

Tessa shifted her gaze elsewhere, responding, "He's alright."

"He's not your type?" Naomi questioned cheerfully. "He's the guy I was telling you about. Lots of the ladies here visit this bar just for him."

A woman started flirting with Leo just as Naomi's words left her lips. She peeled bills after bills from a thick stack of cash and generously handed them over to Leo, hoping to gain his favor.

has too many women around him, I don't like

so uptight about? It's just a fling, it's not like you're getting married to him.

been spotted glued to that female celebrity's side, yet you still want to save

"I... I'm

like to let go, " Leo said as he placed three glasses

a smile.

and returned her smile with a

by a knife. Tessa exchanged surprised glances with Sienna. It was hard to believe that Naomi and Leo were already hooked on each

downing her glass of mojito. She had hoped to drown her sorrows with the help of alcohol, but it was backfiring on her. Under the

I'll introduce you to someone else. I said that I

What type of guy do you like? Tell me, and I'll arrange

dizzy, and her words

also rather inebriated at that point. She couldn't quite make out what Tessa was saying over the noise in the bar. "What's that? What

her head. "I don't want

with an eight-pack who can throw

hopeless for them to have a proper