Chapter: 792

"I heard about your ordeal at the Glamour Club from Spencer. Susanna, I'm glad you're safe. In the future, try to steer clear of sketchy places like that. You're so fragile. Sean would be devastated if anything happen to you."

Susanna secretly rolled her eyes.

"Amabel, do you really think the Glamour Club is sketchy? But isn't it owned your family?"

How could she bad-mouth her own family's business? After all, the Glamour Club was renowned in Glophia as a premier venue. How could Amabel call it sketchy? Susanna had visited the club herself. The atmosphere was lively, and the band played beautifully. She had only good things to say about it.

A look of distaste crossed Amabel's face. “Frankly, it's just a club.

It's loud, and it's full of drunk people. Susanna, you're like a little princess. You really shouldn't go to places like that."

What nonsense!

But then again, people who had never set foot in a bar or club often held such views, just as she had before.

“Amabel," Susanna countered. “Spencer runs the Glamour Club very well.

Since you've never been there, I don't think it's fair for you to judge it."

Spencer had just stepped outside when he heard those words, and his heart softened slightly.

He knew his sister had always looked down on the Glamour Club, so he never brought up its management in front of her.

He understood that his sister would eventually take over the entertainment side of their family business. That was how things worked in their family-those who were capable would take the lead.

The difference between him and his sister had been clear for a while.

He chose to run the Glamour Club instead of joining the family business directly. He believed she wouldn't treat him unfairly if she were successful.

However, hearing someone defend him like this warmed his heart.

Despite his laid-back demeanor, often seen socializing with Kaiden and relishing life, he aspired to run a successful business and bring pride to his family.

Norah had a good impression of Spencer and defended him. "Miss Morris, it's unfair to discount his hard work because of bias. The Glamour Club is outstanding, but accidents can happen that are beyond Spencer's control."

Amabel responded with a gentle smile. "I was only sharing my general view on clubs or bars, not criticizing Spencer directly. And Susanna isn't suited for such environments. She's not well; she can't handle the noise or the alcohol. Weren't you aware? She never Liked going to places like that. Did you take her there?”

She narrowed her eyes, her voice carrying a hint of hostility.

“Sean holds Susanna in the highest regard. If anything were to happen to her, the fallout would be unimaginable."

Spencer placed his hand on Amabel's shoulder. "Amabel, don't think like that. Norah treats Susanna well, and the Glamour Club isn't what you think it is."

The Glamour Club was a perfect entertainment venue, offering a space for friends to come together, hit the dance floor, enjoy karaoke sessions, play games in private rooms, and even shoot some pool.

Whenever Amabel saw him, she would ask if the club had shut down yet, almost convinced it would soon fail. But under his management, it was not just surviving; it was thriving, showing no signs of financial trouble.