"I can tell that you haven't been to nightclubs much…"
Connor smiled faintly when he saw how riled up Aida was.
"Why would a woman like me go to a nightclub? Do you think I'm as wretched as you?"
Aida pouted.
"Let me explain it to you. Although a hostess sounds similar to a prostitute, the hostess in a bar is only responsible for drinking and not having sex with the customers. Do you understand what I mean?"
Connor was prepared to use this method to test Aida. If she could accept such a thing, then she really had no other choice.
"Do you mean that I can just drink with you?"
Aida blinked and asked Connor softly.
"You can say that, but…"
Connor hesitated.
"But what?"
Aida asked Connor with a frown.
"But under normal circumstances, in order to make the guests happy, the hostess would have to do something other than drinking…"
Connor stared at Aida's slender and fair legs and said with a smile.
