William had been awake for only two days and, despite spending half a day walking the streets with Lila, there were still many new things he had never seen before, including the job he was now doing.
In human history, women's status had never been particularly high, and brothels were traditionally where women attended to men.
The job William was doing now was something he had never done before.
Five wealthy women were leading him to a private room, one of them, whose face was relatively pleasant, with lingering charm, quickly took William's arm and rubbed it with her fuller curves.
William was not an arrogant person. He had been a beggar, a servant, and had bowed and scraped to others before.
When doing a job, one must fulfill their role.
William didn't struggle; he even wore a faint smile on his face.
From ancient times to the present, human aesthetic tastes have constantly changed, and William had seen countless beautiful women of all shapes and sizes.
The wealthy woman clinging to him was neither beautiful nor ugly in his eyes.
They all entered the private room.
The wealthy woman was a head shorter than William, and seeing that he did not reject her, she looked up, smiling, and asked, "How old are you this year, young man?"
William also responded with a smile, "Twenty, beautiful lady, you must be two or three years older than me, right?"
Nicholas, hearing this, couldn't help but shudder.
Damn, he had talked about guiding William before.
This guy speaking such words, his conscience must not hurt at all.
"Two or three years older?"
The wealthy woman's smile broadened, and although she knew William was flattering her, wasn't she here for fun?
"Young man, you really know how to speak, there will be a reward later."
Piper owned her own company. Though not as rich as Bella, she had tens of millions. After divorcing her husband two years prior, she had focused all her energy on work.
Being single for a while, she wanted companionship, but fearing men were after her money, she simply remained unmarried.
Occasionally, she'd visit the nightclubs to enjoy the company of a strong, energetic, handsome young man.
When she saw William, she was genuinely moved.
Though William looked young, he seemed to have the worldly wisdom of an older man.
Especially when William smiled, Piper felt her heart flutter, a sensation she hadn't felt in a long time, accustomed to casual flings.
"You must be Piper? Maria mentioned you today," William laughed. "Maria said you can hold your liquor, and told me to take good care of you tonight."
"What's this about holding my liquor? Don't listen to her nonsense. Maria is a good friend of mine; I'll definitely come often to support your business," Piper clung to William more tightly and said concernedly, "I saw you drinking at that table earlier, if you've had enough, we can drink less later and go out for a late-night snack."
Not drink?
Wasn't William's job to drink and accompany guests?
If a guest said to drink less, how could he comply?
William shook his head, "No worries, I've had enough earlier, but I feel a connection with you, Piper, so tonight must be a night of no return!"
If Bella were to see this scene, she would be infuriated.
The way William was talking to her was completely different from how he was now.
"Great! Then tonight, no return until we're drunk!" Piper became excited too, especially when William said he felt a connection with her. Whether true or false, it made her feel at least that William had some affection for her.
Piper thus regained her confidence, feeling that she must still possess some charm.
Perhaps William liked a mature woman like her?
But William had his plans.
Drinking with guests, even if you're really not getting drunk, you can't show it.
Especially since the woman beside him seemed to be really considering his body and wanted to sleep with him.
The only option was to get her drunk.
Maria entered the private room at this moment, still somewhat uneasy about William, this naive young man. Hadn't she seen how he had angered Bella earlier?
"Piper, how is it? William's okay, right?" Maria asked, her heart a little anxious. But seeing Piper's radiant smile, her concern eased.
"He's great! From now on, whenever I come, let William keep me company," Piper answered, clearly impressed with William.
Maria had never expected William, even before he started, to win Piper's affection. They had already gone around the room, each having a drink with the wealthy women.
"Maria, call in three more young guys for us, and make sure they're handsome!" Piper cheerfully requested, and, as if fearing William might misunderstand, added, "Otherwise, these three ladies here will be left without company."
Piper and her four friends needed a companion each, and another significant reason was that Piper had set her eyes on William that night and didn't want anyone else to vie for him.
Maria quickly brought in three handsome young men.
By now, William had already started drinking with the wealthy women.
Piper ordered two crates of beer and a couple of bottles of strong liquor, and they began to drink spiritedly.
After a few drinks, William seemed to be tipsy.
"William, can you still drink?" Piper asked, seeing his state. "If you can't take any more, we can rent a room and rest."
But William couldn't let her have her way. He waved his hand and declared, "We'll continue drinking. We said we won't stop until we're drunk, so we won't stop until we're drunk!"
Piper did have her reservations. If William ended up completely unconscious later, that wouldn't be fun. But since William insisted, she had no choice but to keep drinking with him.
However, she began to mix beer with hard liquor.
Having drunk so much wine earlier, William should soon be reaching his limit, even if he had an astonishing capacity for alcohol.
William began to suggest playing drinking games, and the atmosphere gradually heated up. He maintained a rhythm of winning two games and losing one.
In less than half an hour, the private room was filled with raucous laughter and tears. One of the wealthy women, crying, started to sing a love song, her voice so dreadful it was almost lethal.
William downed a glass, banging the table, and praised it as the sound of heaven.
No matter how off-tune the customer was, it was heavenly music!
Piper considered herself to have an exceptional tolerance for alcohol, but after a dozen or more mixed drinks, she began to slur her words and grew increasingly bold, even attempting to kiss William.
William blocked her mouth with his hand, smiling and saying, "Piper, I'm not someone who can be taken lightly. Please respect yourself."
The other four wealthy women looked over with interest.
After all, they had already kissed their respective young companions.
But Piper still hadn't succeeded.
A hint of anger appeared on Piper's face. She grabbed her purse, pulled out her wallet, and slapped a stack of bills on the table, arrogantly declaring, "Kiss me, and it's a thousand dollars!"