Realizing the atmosphere here was not right, the manager of the VIP area hurriedly rushed over.
"Young master Gregory, if you need a female assistant, we'll arrange one for you after a while!"
"After a while? Aren't they standing here? Besides, I've just chosen one!" the brat said with an emotionless expression.
"Another guest is choosing right now!" the manager of the VIP area explained.
"Never mind, I only choose Mary. Besides, I've not heard that anyone else had chosen her. According to the rules of the fighting club, I can choose anyone as long as she wasn't chosen yet. What's wrong with you?"
With an expression of an adult, the stuffy brat even started to scold him. "Don't tell me that Mary has been chosen by others. With so many people here, did anyone hear Mary's name or see someone choose her? I'm the first one who called her name, therefore, she's mine!"
The manager of the VIP area was so heavily choked by the words that he couldn't even utter a word.
