Super CEO Daddy

Chapter 610

Chapter 610 It Is Not Him

Lucy had no problem with the plan since she needed to give her friend a bachelorette party.

“All right. I'll make a reservation for us.”

Night City was open for business during the day, too, so it did not take long for Lucy to make the reservation.

When they saw their bill cost almost three hundred thousand, they felt a pain shoot through their heart.

Pulling out a card, Lucy said, “I'll pay by card.”

Gwendolyn instantly let out a sigh of relief. It's okay. It's Lucas who's paying. It's fine as long as I'm not the one paying.

This is what it means to be a cheapskate who takes advantage of others' treatment. Well, well, the old me has become a money grubber and a cheapskate ever since I got hammered by the harsh realities of society. Yes. Life turned me into this person.

After swiping the card, Lucy comforted herself, “Money's meant to be used, anyway. Just think of all the nights you had to endure. It was worth it.”

With that, the two women took a cab to Night City. As they entered the building, the ex-coworkers at the door hurried over to greet them.

“Lucy, you've changed. You're looking prettier.”

“And Gwen's looking sweeter.”

The two women were close to the employees there. Their positive character allowed them to have fun with anyone.

Smiling, Gwendolyn beckoned to the ex-coworkers. “We'll be in room number 888. All of you can come over to have fun with us when you're done with work. Lucy's treating today.”

Although it was Gwendolyn's bachelorette party, Lucy had Lucas' black card. Gwendolyn figured she should burn a little hole in Lucas' pocket since he always bullied Lucy. That way, he'll learn to treat her better.

Coincidentally, Lucy shared Gwendolyn's sentiment. Why shouldn't I spend the money I earned? He gave it to me, anyway. If I don't spend it, he'll just think of me as a fool. Besides, there's no limit. I can spend as much as I like.

Upon entering the private room, the two women ordered many bottles of alcohol and several hotties, specifically strong and energetic ones.

Gwendolyn let out a sigh as she leaned against the couch and admired the huge luxurious room.

“Lucy, believe it or not, you're the only friend I have.”

For the past few years, Gwendolyn had been busy making a living and taking care of her child. Naturally, she had no time to make friends.

Meanwhile, Lucy poured the alcohol mindlessly. Her occupational habit had kicked into gear as soon as she entered the building.

Letting out a long sigh, she commented, “Tsk. I just can't get rid of my old habits. Look at me. I'm behaving like a bottle girl again.”

Gwendolyn laughed. “Let's drink till we drop.”

Just then, a group of men—ranging from muscular, tall and slender, and tough—entered the private room. Some were even the young and clingy type.

Harriet introduced the various types of men with a smile.

“Which one do you like? Feel free to pick anyone. They're Night City's most good-looking and hardworking men.”

Gwendolyn stared at the men lined up in front of her, but none of them caught her attention.

In fact, she recalled the time when she was a customer who enjoyed someone else's service. At that moment, she felt no one was better looking than Patrick. She did not want anyone other than Patrick.

Lucy, too, could not take it anymore. She was used to seeing all kinds of sensual scenes there, but things were different when she was a customer. She could not get used to it.

“It's okay. We'll just drink by ourselves.” Gwendolyn waved her hand dismissively.

Harriet smiled. “Okay. Enjoy yourselves.”

Soon, the private room quietened again. The two women put a ballad on play and just drank away without singing any karaoke.

Meanwhile, at Corleon, Patrick's test results were out. NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

He was having a video conference in the study of a hotel. Silently, Kevin, who was standing by the door, gave Patrick a quick glance before looking at the time.

“I'm going to the hospital now. The results are out,” Kevin informed John.

Peering into the study, John said, “Mr. Lowen's having a meeting. Why don't we wait for him?”

A smile formed on Kevin's lips. “It's okay. You can take him out to have fun when he's done with work. He's come to Corleon, after all. He should take a good look around the country and treat it as a holiday trip. Leave the hospital stuff to us, doctors.”

With that, Kevin headed out while making a call.

“Yanick, how are the results? Can Jocelyn do the surgery?”