Chapter: 998

Their night out was meant for drinking and discussing business, but ultimately, they were interested in more sensual activities.

Having come to the club, they naturally sought companionship. A night of drinking seemed incomplete without the company of women.

They all viewed Norah as a lady aiming to earn cash through prostitution.

Some cash-strapped women turned up here for a one-night stand to make ends meet.

They had encountered women before who were there to earn money through prostitution. If they found any girl attractive, they would take her inside.

In front of Norah, they were already deciding who would be intimate with her first.

The man standing before Norah couldn't resist asking again, “How much do you want for one night?"

They assumed Norah was waiting for a wealthy man to take her inside the club.

After typing her last message, Norah put her phone away and looked up, visibly annoyed. "Don't you understand? I'm waiting for someone."

Two men who were clearly subordinates hurried over.

"How dare you speak to Mr. Larson like that? Do you realize who you're talking to? You would regret it if you did."

Norah responded without emotion, "I really don't know."

The very man adjusted his collar, lifted his head, and looked proud.

“Tell her who I am."

"Mr. Larson is the technical director at Hayleen Technologies."

Surprisingly, Norah showed no sign of interest. Her expression remained unchanged. “And so?"

Norah's beauty was so remarkable that even her annoying remarks couldn't make her unlikable.

One of the men hesitated before speaking, "Mr. Larson asked you how much for one night? This could be your fortunate opportunity."

He thought to himself, with her stunning looks, she could secure a wealthy future just by pleasing Mr. Larson.

Norah's annoyance was palpable, her expression darkening abruptly.

“Fortunate opportunity? I don't give a damn. Are you perhaps suffering from a mental affliction? I mentioned I was waiting for someone, yet you persisted. If you're hard of hearing, the hospital is just down the road to your right."

Accustomed to being flattered wherever they went, the group found themselves scolded by a woman for the first time. Their faces soured in response.

The so-called Mr. Larson, Barney Larson, was pissed off. "How dare you?! We outnumber you. Even if we take you in later, you won't have the chance to seek help."

Behind him, the others exchanged looks, considering this approach viable.