For a moment, the bouncer was taken aback, "Who? Whose fiancée are you?"
The other bouncer suddenly bumped his arm and looked at her in shock, "Are you Mr. Hyman's fiancée?"
A remarkable figure came to the bar tonight, and at least the boss had repeatedly urged them, to make sure to keep an eye on the order in the bar, and never let that man be dissatisfied.
The bar's security force was several times larger than usual.
And that remarkable figure was none other than Mr. Hyman.
Laura answered, "Yes."
The bouncer stared her up and down, still hesitant to believe, "I'm sorry, we need to consult Mr. Hyman."
If this is really Mr. Hyman's fiancée, then it's obvious that the bar can't afford to offend her. But if it's not...
Ha...
After all, Mr. Hyman, being a super wealthy and handsome man, any woman would come running up to claim to be his wife.
Laura showed an understanding smile.
Inside the bar, the music was blasting, and the neon lights were flickering, almost blinding to the eye.
Hyman and his group were located on the luxurious second floor of the bar, where the music was slightly quieter. He sat alone in the center of the sofa, with empty spaces on both sides, like an emperor enjoying his unique status. He tilted his head slightly, his deep gaze resting on the people dancing below, seeming somewhat bored.
Dylan, who was holding a hot and sexy girl in his arms, listened to a whisper from a bartender and looked at Hyman with a hint of surprise. "Hyman, they said your fiancee came to find you?"
Hyman's sharp gaze instantly turned towards him, and their entire group fell silent.
Several second-generation wealthy people looked at Hyman in disbelief, questioning if they were hallucinating.
Fiancée?
When did Mr. Hyman acquire a fiancée?
"Fiancée?" Hyman murmured, with a hint of disdain in his voice. "Seems like there's one. Let her..."
The bartender nodded and quickly informed Laura with a polite gesture. "Mr. Hyman permits your entry."
Laura calmly stepped into the bar.
There was a staircase leading downwards immediately after the entrance, as if entering another world. The music started coming from all directions as she descended along the camouflage-painted stairs, turned a corner, and walked through a corridor into the densely packed crowd inside the bar.
A bartender led her, and her attire brought a different hue to the bar, causing almost everyone who glanced at Laura to have a slight smirk.
Where did this little girl come from? Did she get lost?
But thinking about it, only those with a spending qualification starting from a million could bring someone in. It wasn't a place that ordinary people could enter.
Some of the second-generation wealthy individuals who were lingering on the corner sofas stared at Laura, their eyes brightening.
"So, the internet celebrity is changing lanes now?"
"Hey, she's dressed like a schoolgirl. What is she doing here, looking for fun?"
"How did she know I have a liking for this? Find out who this girl is and get her for me as soon as possible."
"..."
Although the music was deafening, those idle remarks floated into Laura's ears one by one, but she just nibbled on her lollipop, showing a fearless look.
She raised her head and saw Hyman on the second floor, wearing a white shirt, leaning on the railing with both hands, looking down at her with an arrogant stance, his handsome and wicked face appearing dominant from above.
[Damn, he's really handsome.]
Laura never hesitated to praise a handsome man.
Through the noisy crowd, Hyman also heard Laura's praise, and he instantly felt delighted, thinking that Laura was somewhat sensible. But the next second, he heard the new comment in her heart.
[But it's a pity that he is sick and won't live for long.]
Hyman, "..."
Hyman nearly lost his composure but managed to restrain himself. He snapped his fingers, signaling the bartender to bring her up.
As his friends looked at his actions and then at Laura downstairs, they were dumbfounded.
It turns out Mr. Hyman's fiancee... was such a pure and beautiful girl with good looks!
Well, it seems that he hit the jackpot in terms of relationships!
After taking the elevator to the second floor, Laura arrived on Hyman's side. In an instant, her eyes turned affectionate and she exclaimed, "Oh, Honey~~"
After calling out to him, she pounced towards Hyman.
Hyman was sitting alone on the sofa, and she happened to sit on the edge of the sofa. Hyman moved slightly away with a hint of disgust.
Everyone around was stunned.
Dylan almost spewed out his drink and said, "Hyman, is she really your fiancée?"
Hyman impatiently replied with a grunt.
Laura pretended to be curious and glanced at them, then looked at Hyman and coquettishly said, "Hyman, you're sick. You shouldn't be out drinking. Your family asked me to come fetch you."
Hyman frowned and said, "I'm tired of staying in the hospital every day."
Laura looked affectionate and said, "You can't do that. If you're not feeling well, you can go for tea. Drinking alcohol is harmful - it damages the liver! If you're uncomfortable, it will hurt me too. And why did you come to a bar? How can you come to such a bad place?"
Dylan felt like his worldview was about to collapse.
Everyone was shocked by her words and actions.
Mr. Hyman's fiancée...
was just too...
words couldn't express it.
Hyman looked at Laura, who looked innocent, but her mind was not calm.
[Today, for that 100,000 dollars, even if I have to knock him unconscious, I will drag him back!]
Hyman, "..." She was driven by money. Did those useless people from his family want him dead already?
His expression became cold, as if he was unhappy with Laura.
Dylan immediately whispered to smooth things over, "Mrs. Hyman? Today, Hyman came out because I invited him. It has nothing to do with Hyman." Changing their stance to suit the occasion was their specialty. Regardless of whether or not they understood his fiancée, it wouldn't hurt to call her Mrs. Hyman for now.
Laura then turned to look at Dylan, and he quickly introduced himself, "Mrs. Hyman, my name is Dylan."
Laura responded with a casual "Oh." She wasn't interested.
Dylan, "..." How do I respond to that?
The other wealthy second-generation men who were about to introduce themselves fell silent.
His fiancée seemed to have a hostile perception of them.
Hyman coldly sneered, "What Mrs. Hyman? She's just my fiancée for now. It's uncertain if she'll become my wife in the future."
Laura couldn't believe her ears and looked shocked, saying, "Oh, Honey~~, how can you say that about me? I'm your fiancée. In the future, I will be your lawfully wedded wife. If you won't marry me, who will you marry? How can you say such things about me? Are you starting to have feelings for someone else? Oh, no..." She started whining.
Dylan and the others were dumbfounded. Where did this crazy girl come from?
Originally, Hyman was watching her pretend to cry, but then he noticed Laura's gaze fixed in a certain direction. It was behind him - to his side. At that moment, he heard her roar in her heart.
[Not attending classes at school and drinking here. Peter, I'm going to break your legs today!!]
The direction she was looking at was the sofa on the first floor, where a group of young and beautiful women were excitedly shouting something. Among them, there was a young man in a white T-shirt, tilting his head back and drinking from a bottle of beer. The curve of his neck had a sexy arc, and his body exuded a cleanliness that was rare among other young men. Even the few drops of alcohol that occasionally flowed down his neck had an enticing aroma.