Justin Battleson stepped out of the hotel with a cold face, the outside was almost dark, twilight painting the sky a gloomy blue-black, making his heart even more somber.
He walked directly towards the parking lot, he never thought he would be driven away by Charlotte Thompson.
Over the years, countless women have tried to get into his bed, all of them filled with sunshine and brightness. She was the first one like this.
Finding his black Maybach, Justin Battleson's face looked extremely unwell and he stormed out with a press of the accelerator.
Minutes later, the car pulled up steadily at the entrance of the Blue Tone Club.
"Mr. Battleson, you're here."
Because he was a regular and a member, as soon as the security guard saw Justin Battleson, he greeted him with a bow.
The man didn't respond, he directly threw the car keys over and walked into the club.