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won’t pay!”

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Alcohol took away Harry’s sanity and reason.

Therefore, the staff did call the police and left Harry to the cops.

In another booth, where the three persons were having a great time. Cecelia didn’t drink booze, and neither did Shepard, for he needed to drive afterward.

“Shepard, Cece, Let’s go karaoke! I want to go to karaoke with Cece! We haven’t sung together since forever!”

It’d been a long time since the last time Ariella saw Cecelia, which was why she was in a good mood at the minute. Having her brother as her shield, she had drunk a lot of booze and started feeling tipsy, yelling about ‘karaoke.

Shepard helped her go out, and as the three walked out of their booth, they saw policemen dragging Harry out of a luxury booth.

Pretty wasted, Harry was still muttering something.

Cecelia was so glad to witness this scene, and she believed someone would teach him how to be polite when he was sober. They left the restaurant and got back in Shepard’s car to go to the next stop—

Grande Club.

Remington had been waiting long enough for him to take a nap, until Fredric Ingerwood woke him up.

Young Master Remi! Miss Linsey has finished her dinner. They took the car and left!”

“Go!”

Remington urged, and the RV continued following.

Not for too long, Fredric reported again, “Young Master Remi, they’re going to Grande Club. Are we following or not?”

Grande Club was the highest-end private club in the Center City, only available for VIPS. It was a combination of multiple entertainments, such as pubs, karaoke, snooker, and fun town.

Rupert Jackbone, Remington’s best buddy, was the boss of the club from the public perspective, but few knew that Remington had invested in the organization and that he was a shareholder.

“I need to follow them? I’m meeting Rupert!”

That made enough reason for him to follow them.

“Affirmative!”

Fredric helped wheel-chaired Remington get off the car and couldn’t help but giggle internally seeing how praiseworthy his Young Master

Chapter 69 What the Trash Sister Wants? She Must

Remi was to sk ip dinner only to follow Miss Linsey.

In the club, the three of Cecelia walked into the elevator while several people got out.

The man at the front was in a snow-white suit, his chiseled chin highlighting his delicate features. He looked tall and in shape, surrounded by his own charm.

Ariella was captured by the good-looking man at first sight and gaped at him, with her roving eyes over him.

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“Look at him, Cece. He’s my type! I like him… I’d like…to…sleep with him…”

Ariella must be high and lost control of her pants in front of this handsome guy. Talking gibberish, she was ready to dash at the guy. “Ariella, be cool!”

Trying to hold Ariella back though, Cecelia failed to drag back her friend, who flung herself at the guy, hugged and flirted, “Hello, handsome! You took my heart… Whoa… Are those your pecs?”

Suddenly hugged and touched by a plump lady, Rupert Jackbone, a neat freak, felf nothing but only sick.

“Get off me, you d amn woman!”

His assistant dragged Ariella away, and he scowled at her with scornful eyes before he turned back to the elevator.

He had to get back and took a shower because a fatty sexually harassed him!

Cecelia and Shepard immediately took away Ariella and got in another elevator, trying to leave the embarrassment behind them. Ariella would definitely be rather regretted knowing what she had done when she got sober!

The elevator took them to the floor where the karaoke was located.

“Give me your biggest and finest booth… My sister and I are gonna rock and roll til’ it’s dawn…

Ariella was lying prone on the front counter, shouting about a Grande booth.

“A Grande booth, do you confirm?” the receptionist asked for confirmation from drunken Ariella.

“Yeah! Make it faster!”

“We have only one Grande booth left, and you need to pay one thousand for the deposit while the minimum consumption is

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28,000, the waiteriontell. Therewas arrequest for minimum consumption.

“28:0007?”

This figure made Aviallawoonderwwhy they didn’t rob a bank instead.

Cecelia was familiar withthiessize of the booth, and she knew they didn’t need the louthittodettial luxurious, so she said,” “Ariella, just book a normal booth Wellave.conly three people.

“It’s okay A Grandebachitis.” Shepard was determined to said. But while the receitonist was preparing the booth for them, a lady, came overrandinterrupted, “Hello, I’d like to have a Grande booth!” “I’m sorry, Misaslinsary,buttttive last Granite booth was booked by these customers.

Ophelia Linseyyturnætherface, ssawCecelia, and said, “Cecelia, it’s you again!”

Cecelia also saw Obullia, whowasmot alone. Kathrin Gusto and herrseveral friends warestandingmext to her.

Ophelia calling Celiamadel the women start gesticulating and wadding einongques. They were muttering about Cecelia bringing the messingtoningtonasiff she was a joke to them.

“That’s the Cealallinsey!”

“Marrying theNexoniam vito bring the blessing must be her schemelostethetitled fits. Young Master, otherwise how could

she be willingtoomanyadyngman?”

“It must be! Stonewonaniiswilling to do anything to flatter men with powerrantirmatiesy

These nonsenseesinfuriated/Ariella, and she couldn’t resist arguing, “Obi,,youbito…

Yeti Cacollingrabbed tugraand beckoned her to ignore those gossip. Letting those fifthyrnauts talk wouldn’t hurt her in the slightest

manner.

She didn’tcard aboutthe size of the booth before, but since it was What Onciesianwanted, the must have it before Ophelia could steal it from her!!

She talked toothieerecepitonist, “Hello, I’ll book this booth!”

Shepardhadhanuddiscredit card to pay for the deposit, and said,

Cractitioner pleased!

Ophelia caint wantoldose face in front of her friends, not lose to Cliccaanima!

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As a VIP of Grande Club, she was being bossy and demanded, “I’m your VIP, and I have the privilege to first book booths. Give the last. Grande booth, to me!”