...The subordinates and the housekeeper couldn’t argue with the Second Young Master, and they thought he was right. So, they had no choice but to prepare a car and let the driver take him to the Imperial Dynasty Bar late at night.
Because he hadn’t fully recovered from his injury and they were worried something might happen to him, they sent many bodyguards along.
Upon arriving at the bar, the bodyguards surrounded Arthur Easton as he prepared to enter the VIP room on the second floor.
However, as soon as Arthur Easton crossed the hall, he heard the DJ on the bar’s stage shout, "Ladies and gentlemen, all expenses tonight are covered by Mr. Easton—"
"Ah—" The crowd was~ in~ turmoil.
The screams of the beautiful women were incessant.
Arthur Easton: "???"
The bodyguard next to him added, "Second Young Master, it’s said that tonight the Eldest Young Master is in a good mood. He just announced that he’s covering all expenses tonight. So, anything consumed here tonight is all paid for by the Eldest Young Master!"
Arthur Easton: "!!!"
MMP.
There’s something I really want to say, but maybe I shouldn’t.
His big brother looking for women is one thing, but covering the whole venue? Has he gone mad?
"Second Young Master, there are too many eyes on you in the hall, it’s too chaotic. You better go to the Supreme Sovereign VIP room on the second floor." After the incident last time at Sovereign Empire’s Sensation Bar, they were scared witless.
Now, they must prevent that kind of situation from happening.
Things happen in threes, and if anything happens to the Second Young Master again, the Eldest Young Master would surely dig up their ancestors.
Up to the second floor, the corridor is lined with ambient lights.
Behind the complicated, heavy door ahead is the Sovereign VIP room, truly luxurious and extravagant. It’s a symbol of identity, power, and status.
Pushing open the complicated, heavy door.
Inside, a cold breath sweeps over you.
What meets the eye is a line of sexily dressed young women, standing uniformly in two rows.
On the sofa is a figure akin to a ’statue of ice,’ reminiscent of a Greek statue.
Arthur Easton notices someone barging in, and immediately turns his face to look at the intruder.
"Big brother! I couldn’t sleep tonight, so I came... cough cough..." Originally, he thought the scene had begun, but apparently, the VIP room hadn’t seen much progress.
As expected, he’d long said that this man understands nothing about what’s supposed to happen here, right?
"Your injury’s healed?" The doctor said he must rest, so Arthur Easton was not pleased he came here on his own.
By right, he should be staying in a high-end rehabilitation center in the city.
The manor isn’t worse than the rehab center, and the servants and maids serve him very well, yet Arthur Easton doesn’t seem to be recovering well, does he?
Look at him, either at the bar again or hiding women in private residences!
"You can’t drink anyway, you better go back and rest." Easton Boss issued an ultimatum with no room for discussion.
However, someone directly sat on the sofa, showing no intent to leave, "Big brother, coming alone—do you know how to do that kind of thing?"
"We’re all men..."
"But you’ve never dealt with women before..."
Arthur Easton: "I’m not you."
The brothers chatted as a woman walked over to pour a drink for Arthur Easton.
In everyday life, no matter how ruthless Arthur is, he’s always good to his brother, otherwise, he wouldn’t go to such lengths for Arthur.
So, he came and decided to stay...
After several rounds of drinks.
The woman pouring the drinks leaned into his embrace...
Even her hand brazenly explored that unmentionable area.
Chapter 1375: 1734: All Expenses Tonight Are on Young Master Dongfang
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