Chapter 937 First Time At A Bar

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Nevertheless, Amelia refrained from engaging in debates with Donald about such matters. She addressed him, saying, “Mr. Campbell, are we ready to depart now?”

“Sure. I'll hail a taxi.”

The nightlife scene tends to be more forgiving for men.

Typically, women leaned toward dressing with intricate care, while for men, avoiding a disheveled appearance was generally sufficient.

Donald hailed a taxi and went straight to the entrance of the nightclub.

Having gained insight from his previous encounter of being halted at the entrance, Donald this time extracted the cash he had readied beforehand to cover the entrance fee. He proceeded to walk directly in, accompanied by Amelia.

“Is this your first time here?”

Previously, upon observing Amelia's attire, Donald had assumed that she was a regular at bars.

However, as he observed Amelia's bashful and anxious demeanor, she appeared entirely akin to a well-behaved girl who had never set foot in a bar before.

Amelia huffed, “What's so fun about this place anyway? Is it strange that I've never been here before?”

“Hahaha, not at all strange. Just stay by my side later on, and don't let anyone whisk you away,” said the man.

The bar buzzed with people, a throng that seemed almost overwhelmingly crowded.

It wasn't that the venue lacked space, but these men and women appeared to relish pressing close, taking advantage of each other. It was as if they believed that only through such physical connections could they genuinely embrace a youth devoid of regrets.

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