Messing around with women is one thing, but entangling in a murder case is another.
Fear briefly crossed Celine's face before she masked it with bravado. "Stop trying to scare me, Summer!" she snapped, though her voice carried an edge of uncertainty.
Summer's eyes glinted with icy resolve as she pressed the jagged edge closer. "You want to see if I dare? Try me."
For a moment, the private room fell into a tense standoff.
At the same time, in the VIP room upstairs.
A group of rich playboys were pointing and commenting in front of a huge display screen.
"Tsk, Mrs. Rowland is quite advanced in years, yet she has so many male models attending to her daily. Can she really handle it?"
"Psh, that's rejuvenating, don't you know? Oh, look, even the chairman of Golden Prosperity Corporation h
