Adeline easily seized upon her young master's weakness. Her voice was cool and calm, leaving Fang Ran speechless.
And in truth, that was indeed the case.
If Adeline, whose figure and looks surpassed every other woman present and whose ultimate nobility and aloofness exuded an untouchable air of class, had not been standing at his side,
Fang Ran would have long since been surrounded by socialites and wealthy young ladies looking to snag a rich man or seek excitement.
Don't forget, this was North America.
This was Las Vegas.
Only after Adeline reminded him did he realize it. Feeling the lingering gazes around him, merely imagining himself being surrounded by a group of foreign women, amid fair-skinned curves and all manner of adult words and bodily hints,
made Fang Ran's heart tremble slightly, and an urge to flee rose within him.
He secretly sighed in relief and accepted the champagne Adeline offered with a gesture asking whether he wanted it.
Fang Ran looked over the upscale casino hall before him.
There were no clocks, no windows, only brilliant, dazzling lights illuminating everything, making people forget time, forget day and night.
Men and women of extraordinary wealth cheered at every victory, tirelessly indulging in the thrills brought by vast sums of money and beautiful companions.
When luck was running hot, never leave the table!
He had just casually won two hundred thousand US Dollars and drawn the curious favor of countless beautiful women, truly experiencing how, here,
money and beauty were his for the taking.
Yet this scene made Fang Ran feel slightly short of breath.
"What a suffocating place."
Looking at the golden, bubbling liquid in his hand, he took a sip to ease himself a little, then murmured this inexplicable remark as if talking to himself.
Hearing him, Adeline