Chapter 10 The Incoming Call from an Unknown Number
Even her hair was styled in big wavy curls, making her look like a delicate and exquisite beauty. Martina’s appearance made people want to swallow their saliva in an instant.
“No wonder you are my bestie, your looks and figure are so stunning!” Elena said in awe. “What do you think Benjamin would say if he saw you like this?”
Elena’s words interrupted Martina’s thoughts, causing her to fell into contemplation. What else could he say? He would probably frown and complain, not allowing her to dress like that.
Thinking about it, Martina found it uninteresting and wondered why she had acted so foolishly before. She fastened her seat belt and put on the last earring, and said, “What does it have to do with him? Let’s go.”
Elena, who was suddenly delighted for no reason, could sense the hint of satisfaction in Martina’s words, “You finally come to senses!”
When they arrived at Blue Castle Bay, Martina had just stepped out of the car when her phone started ringing. It was an unknown number, and she thought it was just a spam call, so she hung up.
For this new phone number, there were hardly any people who know about it. The ones who could call it were either spam callers or Benjamin.
“Should we leave it in the car?” Elena asked.
Martina nodded without hesitation and tossed her phone into the car.
Blue Castle Bay was a very famous nightclub in LA, where the people who come here were generally extremely rich and luxurious.
Every day, there were various hot women and men walking around, and everyone could completely indulge themselves here.
Martina put on the hat that she had prepared in advance and separated herself from the complex crowd. She made a deal with Elena, “You can come and play, but no drinking. We’ll leave after we finish watching the exhibition.”
Elena could only agree, as everything in front of her looked particularly fresh. After all, her older brothers usually watched her too closely, so she finally had a chance to let loose. Her heart was uneasy, “I know, I’ll go back with you later. Don’t worry!”
The two of them walked along the road in front of them, and soon heard the ear- shattering music.
These songs were specially selected to make people’s bodies unable to resist swaying along with the people on the dance floor.
heart rates increased, it must be said that this was indeed a great place to
on the unremarkable–looking floor, she felt like even the ground under her feet was
ordered a drink while Martina wasn’t paying
her dissatisfiedly, “We’re driving, why do you
I’m just ordering a couple of drinks to look good. Otherwise, we look like a couple of inexperienced country bumpkins with nothing in
bothered to deal with Elena’s twisted logic, but instead lightly tasted the cocktail in front of her. She asked, “When does that body painting start that you
handsome guys swaying in the dance floor and replied, “It’s at 12 o’clock,
kind of occasion at all. Seeing those hyped up young girls and boys, she could
respect for the nightclub?” Elena
chin with one hand and refused bluntly, “I’m
dance a
remained the same, “I’m
no choice but
of
and delicate appearance, her beauty was irresistible even when
her short skirt were so
her red lips and chin, she was
were also here, and they
a good person. He ordered himself a
disguise and dawdled to Martina, asking, “Hey, gorgeous. Would you like a drink with
with her, but she was
lifted their heads, the two of them saw
completely disgusted by
his gaze on Martina’s pretty face, pausing every few seconds, and then downed the two drinks he ordered, throwing the cups unceremoniously on
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