The Lord Mayor Falls in Love with Me

Allen's tone suggested that he must know the woman.

"Yes."

He nodded, but he clearly didn't want to talk about her, so he changed the subject, "Why are you here?"

Joey whispered, "I...I'm here for you."

""For me?"

He sounded surprised, and he soon complained with a straight face, "Since you're here for me, then why didn't the phone number you gave me exist?"

It turned out that he had been trying to reach out to her, but all in vain. God knew how much he had missed her in the past few days.

"Maybe I gave you the wrong number."

She lied because he would certainly be mad at her if she told the truth.

"Really?"

He wasn't convinced. But since she had made the effort to come to him, he would let it go, "Never mind. Follow me, and I'll introduce my friends to you." Before she responded, he had pulled her into a luxurious private room.

She was stunned by what she saw.

In the private room where the light was flickering and the music was deafening, Joey saw three men and three women, including John and Sarah. "Joey, what are you doing here?"

Cradled in John's arms, Sarah was surprised to see Joey and she stood up immediately.

John said nothing. But he frowned, which was unusual for him. When his eyes fell on Joey's hand that was held by Allen, his smile was wicked and cold.

"Sarah, you are here!"

Joey was happy to see Sarah.

"Do you know each other?"

Allen asked. He was a little surprised.

Before Joey could explain, John, sitting cross-legged on the sofa, interrupted, "They go way back. Speak of the devil; she is the virtuous and conservative chief secretary I just told you about." Unhappy to hear it, Allen took Joey in his arms and claimed, "Mr. Walter, she is my girl, and I don't appreciate the way you talked about her. Otherwise I won't go easy on you."

John had described Joey as "virtuous and conservative", which meant that he had hit on her and failed. Allen was furious at the thought of it.

John sipped his wine and went silent.

It was obviously a gesture of concession, which surprised Joey.

As John's chief secretary, she knew him very well. He had always been as arrogant and uncompromising as an emperor.

Yet he had just made a concession to Allen. It seemed that Allen was somebody.

She looked at Allen, finding him even more mysterious.

Then Allen introduced the other two young men to Joey, "They are my best friends since childhood. This is Chance; this is Martin." "Hello!"

Joey politely greeted them. Both of them were handsome and attractive.

"Hello, I'm a doctor. I'll give you a 30% discount if you ever need to see a doctor in the future."

Chance was a pretty man all in white, prettier than a girl. Wearing a pair of silver thin-framed glasses, he looked gentle and comely. "You're not supposed to solicit any future client when you meet someone for the first time. He is dull, Sister, please forgive him." Martin laughed and tapped Chance's forehead.

Martin was a charming young man with healthy tan skin. He sounded carefree and easygoing.

Joey blushed and nodded awkwardly.

They sat down, sang a few songs, and drank a couple of wines before they started to play cards.

"Guys, why don't we spice it up? Gambling with money isn't fun at all."

Martin was thrilled, "How about stripping? Whoever loses the game, his date has to take off a piece of clothing. What do you think?"

Joey and Sarah were shocked.

The two coquettish women sitting next to Chance and Martin snickered. They were escorts in the club and it was their job to play along with clients. They weren't intimidated at all because they had played many games way more outrageous than trip poker. "Fine with me."

Chance shrugged. He was a doctor who treated patients and saved lives in the daytime, and a free spirit in the nighttime.

"I'm in."

John smiled and took a glance at pale-faced Joey.

Allen was the only one who hadn't express his opinion about the proposal.