The gleam of gossip burst from Benjamin's eyes, but he maintained a calm tone, "Mr. Cooper, I'm not really good at consoling heartbroken souls with chicken soup for the soul."
He was just a small-timer, not wanting to get involved in the love-hate relationships between his former boss and current boss.
"Stop talking nonsense and come out,"
Benjamin, "..."
Life is tough.
Club Noir.
The name may sound tacky, but it is the most luxurious and popular gold mine in Ashton.
Those who come here for fun...ah, no, to enjoy themselves, are naturally the young and rich from Ashton.
The first floor is a disco. After adapting to the dazzling lights for a while, Benjamin took out his phone and called Daniel Cooper.
His boss asked him to accompany the drinks and told him the location but didn't mention which private room.
