“I know him,” Nathalia remarked, smiling carefreely while cupping her face with her hand.

When he sat down earlier, she had already taken a proper glance at the man's face. She just didn't expect Harry to be this close to an artist like him.

Jerry's lips curled as he eyed her briefly. “We're acquainted, but this is our first time seeing each other in person.”

“How did you guys meet?” Harry prompted.

Jerry grabbed a glass of champagne and took a couple of sips. “I met my current sugar mommy through her.”

“Pfft!” Evan spewed a mouthful of liquor. “Are you that broke that you've resorted to selling your own body, Jerry?”

“I wouldn't have chosen to appear on TV if I weren't broke.” The man shrugged as he leaned back into the couch. Unlike the elegant, gentlemanly character he portrayed on TV, there was something feral about his real-life presence.

“My body's worth a lot, you know? If you guys were to do what I do, those sugar mommies probably wouldn't even spare you ten grand.”


“You're unbelievable, Jerry.” Evan truly admired him.

Harry knew Jerry well enough to not have to press him for answers. Meanwhile, Nathalia continued smiling while occasionally taking a sip of her champagne, not having much of a conversation with Jerry.

The private room maintained its loud ambience.

After a few glasses of champagne, Nathalia needed to use the restroom. Seeing that the private room's cubicle was occupied, she headed outside.

The woman walked toward the public restroom, pretending as though she hadn't noticed someone following her.

Making a turn, she glanced at a corner of the ceiling discreetly. After confirming there were no surveillance cameras, she reduced her walking speed before suddenly grabbing the person behind her and barging into an empty private room.

To maintain the privacy of its clients, all of Remark Bar's rooms had no glass windows.

The room plunged into darkness once again as the door closed.

Nathalia pinned the man against the wall. When her eyes had adapted to the darkness a few seconds later and she had caught a glimpse of the man's features, she stood on her toes, looped her arms around his neck, and pressed her lips hard against his.

The man readily bent forward, placed a hand on her waist, and pulled her closer to him, returning the kiss.

He soon became the dominant one, feeling his core tighten as he sucked on the woman's sweet, champagne-flavored lips.

It wasn't long before Nathalia felt her knees weaken. She was running out of breath.

However, she returned to her senses at the realization that she was no longer the one in control and bit the man's lip furiously, refusing to let go even after tasting blood in her mouth.
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