The Guardian's Sword

Chapter 1949

"10%.“

Lyla did not hold back and answered right away.

Zander did a little math when he heard that. He nodded and said, "10% is pretty good. If your clients spend 10,000 here, you'll earn 1,000 dollars a night and then 30,000 dollars in a month, which is more than what most ordinary people earn."

Lyla saved 200,000 for herself in a few months, which was pretty normal if you calculated it that way.

It was indeed profitable to be a hostess, but you would get a bad reputation, and it was easy to put yourself in danger.

Lyla said helplessly, "How did you calculate it that way? Zander, my clients usually won't spend as much as 10,000 dollars. I'm already laughing up my sleeve if they spent 3,000 or 4,000 dollars. Most people who come to nightclubs are poor. There are very few rich people like you. Besides, rich people are difficult. Even if someone rich came here, I'm not necessarily the one to accompany them, and I don't want to accompany them."

Sean said, "You've made enough money. The most important thing now is to finish college safely and get a proper job."

"Dr. Lennon, there you go again. You're not my father. Why do you care about me so much..."

said sweetly, holding Sean's

of 24 or 25 years old walked over, accompanied by a

arm. She sneered and said, "Lyla, did you call your friend

keep ripping off your acquaintances. Aren't you afraid you'll be

didn’t rip off

Lyla fumed.

you invited here drunk and make them order a lot of alcohol? Did

that got

said, puffing her

young man next to her and said proudly, "Lyla, I know you're trying to beat me. But don't forget you're just a newcomer in our nightclub, and

me? He's Mr. Eugene Mill, son of Midwich's famous leather

woman glanced at Sean and Zander again and said with a sneer, "You two should take it easy. Don't force it to save face. The drinks in our nightclub are expensive. Be careful

woman left

go very far. They sat down two tables