Chapter: 128

Norah held Zeke's wrist with both hands. She moved her hands up and down Zeke's wrist until she found what she was looking for, and then she gave it a firm twist. There was a small pop, and Zeke gasped in pain again. She let go of his hand and asked, "How does it feel now? Is it better?"

Slowly flexing his wrist, Zeke was amazed. He felt no pain. "Are you a doctor? You fixed my hand so quickly. Thank you very much, I really appreciate it."

He then stood up with his guitar and muttered, “Were I not afraid of another beating, I would have fought back."

Zeke turned to Norah and bowed to her in thanks. "Thank you once again. My name is Zeke."

Zeke couldn't explain why Norah would choose to help him. However, he still showed his appreciation.

Norah smiled and then said, "Since we're both here, why don't we go have a drink together inside?"

Zeke hesitated. "I have no money."

"It'll be my treat," Norah said. She then turned and made for the bar, not bothering to check if he followed.

Zeke hesitated for a moment before following her. He didn't know Norah's intention, but he figured she couldn't be a bad person since she had helped him with his hand and offered to buy him a drink.

Besides, she was really hot.

Before entering the club, Zeke glared at the security guard at the door. He inwardly resolved to come back here when he was famous and teach the snobbish security guard a lesson.

The Glamour Club was brightly lit with colorful spinning lights.

Bodies swayed wildly on the dance floor, moving to the fast-paced rhythm of the music.

Norah ordered two drinks, then sat at one of the bar stools before gesturing to Zeke to sit next to her.

Norah was dressed in a silver-white sequined mini skirt. She absentmindedly played with her glass.

Zeke placed his guitar against the bar and sat on the bar stool.

After some time, he awkwardly asked, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

He reached for the glass on the bar and watched as the amber-colored liquid swayed.

“I heard the security guard say you wanted to perform at Glamour Club. Are you a singer? You only have a guitar. So, a solo singer?"

Norah asked.

Norah's words didn't elicit any reaction from Zeke. He sighed and then explained, "I used to be in a band, but they all started their own families, and now I'm left alone, still pursuing my dreams to be a musician."

He took a sip of his drink and continued with a bitter smile, "My band's dream was to perform at Glamour Club."

"So it's just you in the band now?" Norah asked.

"Yes. Why do you ask?" Zeke asked with a puzzled look on his face.