Chapter 140
"The bar's always been doing well. Why is it closing down all of a sudden?" | asked.
"Who knows? Just come, and you'll find out," Matthew replied.
Curious, | hailed a cab and headed over. When | arrived, Matthew and the others were already enjoying their
drinks. This time, however, the women didn't teaselike usual. Instead, the mood seemed much more
somber. | didn't know if it was because Lina and Charlotte hadn't been acting up much, my improved image, or
because the bar was closing down.
A glance around the room confirmed that there was a sign posted about the bar being transferred.
| plopped myself down next to Matthew and asked in a low voice, "What's going on? | thought the bar was doing
fine."
It wasn't nighttyet, but the place was already filling out.
Matthew whispered, "I heard that the owner is the mistress of someone from Arnoult Group, the one who came
for Charlotte last time.
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"I heard he failed to put his hands on her. So, he took his frustration out on the bar owner and is forcing her to
shut it down."
"l see."
It seemed like the bar owner was an innocent bystander in this situation.
| scanned the place again. This bar had an excellent location and a steady stream
of customers. If | could take it over, I'd be raking in cash effortlessly. | was
instantly drawn to this idea.
"I need to use the restroom," | said, excusing myself.
| approached a staff member and asked, "May | know where the owner's office is?"
"Right over there."
"Thanks."
I walked over and knocked on the door.
"Brooklyn, is that you? Con in," a woman's voice called from inside.
Although | wasn't Brooklyn, | pushed the door open anyway. | never expected to see a beautiful woman in the
middle of changing clothes. She had just taken off her shorts, leaving her in nothing but her underwear.
My mind went blank. Before | realized what | was doing, | had stepped inside the room and locked the door
behind me.
The woman froze, staring atin shock. | stood there like an idiot until | realized I'd locked myself in instead of
walking out. Just as | turned to leave, a pillow cflying at my head. "You pervert! You're dead meat if you
think I'm an easy target!"
"Wait, this is a misunderstanding!" | spun around to explain, but she was still half- dressed, so | turned back
again.
"I'm not a pervert. | cto discuss sbusiness with you. | had no idea you were changing," | defended
myself. "I only entered because you said to cin. I'll leave now."
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"Stop right there," the woman barked, stoppingin my tracks.
There was srustling as she put on her clothes. Moments later, she stormed up behindand pinched my
ear forcefully.
"You had better have a good explanation for this, or you're not going to leave here in one piece!"
Finally, I could turn around. My ear was throbbing in pain, but I didn't dare pull away.
"I swear I'm not a pervert. | saw the transfer notice outside and just wanted to ask about it," | explained
earnestly.
"About what? You're looking for a part-tjob?"
"Part-time?"
No, | was there to buy the bar. However, my gut toldthat saying that now would be just absurd, especially as
a mere student. So, | nodded. "Yeah. | was hoping to get a part-tjob. | didn't expect you to transfer the bar to
someone else."
"Just because the bar's being transferred doesn't mean you can't work here. Are you a university student? Show