SCARLET’S POV
I dropped the glass of champagne at the round table, ignoring the looks they tossed at me. After getting rejected, and disowned by my parents the last thing I wanted was to be entangled with some other man.
I started making my way back to the counter, I was going to clock off pretty early tonight. I had a test, and I needed to pass since I was still on probation.
“Can you please take this order to the private lounge?” One of the staff said, shoving a tray with two glasses of whiskey into my hands.
I wanted to counter, but she was faster as she turned around, and walked away. I shrugged, defeat dipping into my blood. “Okay.” I muttered under my breath. The clubhouse was a three street building, with an elevator.
Usually, I ditch the elevator for the staircase so I co
