Chapter 41 Your Taste Has Changed
Chapter 41 Your Taste Has Changed
At the thought of this, Ryder got more complacent and reached out to pinch Lana's chin.
Lana closed her eyes with fright, her eyelashes quivering.
"Take this pretty girl away. As for you, follow me upstairs. I'll take you to an exciting game."
Penny knew Ryder couldn't do anything to her. If she shouted at Sky Fall, professional bodyguards would come to her rescue right away. However, the bar was a favorite place for the rich young men. If she attracted their attention, she would be humiliated.
She had to get more orders from the rich. If she was blacklisted, she could get nowhere in the upper class.
"Mr. Cain, are you talking about the casino upstairs?"
Ryder raised his brow and went upstairs. "Yes. It seems you went there before."
Penny didn't say anything. When she saw that Lana was near to her tears, she said, "Let her go first. I'll accompany you there."
Ryder was more interested in Penny than Lana, so he said without any demur, "I'll grant you the wish, but you have to make me happy tonight."
Penny looked at Lana and failed to understand why the latter came to the bar.
"Lana, go back first."
The bodyguards released Lana, who turned paler. "But you..."
"I'm okay."
Penny said lightly, "You'd better explain later why you came here alone."
Lana lowered her head in panic and bit her lips forcefully. She knew someone was here tonight, and she wanted to see him from a short distance, so she couldn't restrain herself.
She didn't expect to run across Penny here. Penny lived a frugal life. How could she spend 300 thousand dollars on the membership?
"I'm sorry, Penny. I know I was wrong. I'll leave right away."
Lana looked upstairs reluctantly and went downstairs in disappointment.
Penny followed Ryder, who raised his hand to hold her waist. However, she said, "Mr. Fletcher is possessive. He doesn't want anyone to touch his things before he loses his interest." Ryder turned sullen. It turned out that Penny had seen him through.
He instantly got angry. "You know Orlando is here. Are you trying to fool me?"
"It's just a kind remember, Mr. Cain."
Penny gave an innocent smile, which looked defiant in Ryder's eyes.
"Do you think Orland cares about you after you slept with him? Let's wait and see."
As they spoke, they went to the third floor.
Waiters in black and white uniforms and Playboy bunnies with drinks threaded through the luxurious tables, which were surrounded by gamblers.
Penny spotted Orlando at a glance. He was sitting at the center. He didn't seem interested in the game, holding a goblet of wine. He lifted a corner of the card and looked at it, pushing out the chips in front of him.
Randy sat next to Orlando and looked at his absent-minded face, chuckling softly. "You're their lucky star tonight."
Orlando had lost half of his chips, and all the others at the table had won a lot of money. They looked at him greedily.
Orlando sat there aloofly, looking at the cards indifferently. He looked unconcerned. Evidently, he didn't take the money seriously.
Penny looked away from Orlando's face and found Ryder had walked over.
Ryder smiled and said politely, "Two seats are not taken at this table."
He deliberately leaned closer to Penny and pulled the chair for her. "Penny and I happen to have time tonight. Let's play cards together. Mr. Fletcher, would you mind?" Hearing that, Orlando looked up at them.
Ryder was in the same social sphere and had many friends even though he was promiscuous and arrogant.
Before Orlando uttered anything, Randy spoke up.
"Mr. Cain, it's rare of you to have the mood tonight. Let's play together."
Randy looked gentle and exquisite. There was a small mole on the tip of his nose. He glanced at Penny and narrowed his slanting eyes. "Mr. Cain, your taste has changed."
Penny went out of home in a hurry. She put on a silk embroidered dress and rushed here. She had removed her makeup and didn't even paint her lips. However, her figure and demeanor were much superior to the women present with heavy makeup.
Since she came in, all the men couldn't help glancing at her.
Such a graceful woman was not common in the bar.