Ray woke up in the early morning and looked at the seven passed out girls with a smile.
Although this was not the first time, it was the best experience he had experienced until now.
Sometimes the sweetest lemon is the best lemon, and Ray finally understood this sentence.
He walked out of the room and sat at the table while casually making coffee.
Ray raised the cup and savoured the aroma. Then, tentatively, he took a sip... and immediately grimaced.
"So bitter."
He almost spat the coffee onto the ground. "I guess expensive coffee doesn't really mean they are good."
Ray had the urge to throw the cup away, but considering the price, he bitterly drank it.
Even though it wasn't his, nor did he spend the money on it, the price still made his heart rate increase.
The price of this coffee, his yearly ration wasn't even that much compared to it.
At this time, Vanessa tiptoed over with closed eyes, her steps very unsteady.
