CHAPTER 139

　　Making my way towards the club that Jefferson had once claimed belonged to him…… I check my pocket properly to see if I have enough money for me to buy drinks for myself.

　　The number which the lady had just given me was still inside my handbag, and I kept it in a safe place so that it wouldn't get lost.

　　Today!. I'm going to get a phone…… but right now I need noise and a little drink.

　　On getting to the club, I dance lightly to the music, while making my way toward the small minibar

　　"A glass of orange juice please". I declared to the man who's in charge.

　　I don't plan on getting drunk this early in the afternoon….. and I don't plan on begging anyone to buy a drink for me.

　　The man in charge handed over to me my glass of orange juice….. and there was a slice of orange at the tip of the glass.

　　"Hey sexy!. What do you care for?". A young-looking handsome guy who had just showed up asked.

　　He seems very young of an age, and I'm guessing he might be seventeen.