Beverley stood silently in front of a large nightclub that looked luxurious and classy. The building, which consists of five floors, looks quite closed. The walls are dominated by black.
Golden yellow lights adorned the front. The words "The Paradisus" at the top of the front look very elegant. With a single glance, one could tell it was a high-end nightclub.
She looked up flatly. Didn't Brent want to take her to meet his enemy? Why did he take her to a nightclub?
"Hurry up!" Brent, who had walked ahead, turned to look at her. His head tilted slightly, and his brow furrowed deeply. Suddenly, he stepped closer.
"Brent, are you serious?" She stepped back once, then smoothed her dress a few times. Yes, dresses! Before going to the nightclub tonight, Brent forces her to change her appearan
