Chapter 113: Huge Profits and Reflection

Alberto thought for a moment, then took out twenty dollars and placed it on the counter. The woman inside took the money and pulled out a case filled with four rows of coins, setting it on the counter.

Her gaze landed on Lance's face, a type she fancied.

Her hands grasped the edges of her bodice, as though ready to lift it at any moment, "Want to have a look?"

Lance averted his gaze, "Thanks, but no need."

The woman whistled and swiftly gave him a glimpse before covering up again, "A peek just for you!"

Alberto laughed heartily, holding the money box and slinging an arm around Lance's shoulders as they continued forward, "Don't mind her, as long as you don't sleep with her, you won't be in danger."

"But if you did sleep with her, then your trouble would start!"

He didn't specify what trouble, and Lance didn't ask. They walked through the hallway and came to a closed door, where the unique atmosphere and sound of a bar leaked through the cracks.