Tonight the nightclub atmosphere was so crowded and noisy from the DJ music, everyone was dancing and drinking alcohol which was very expensive.

"Come on bro, just a drink? You have to try the sexy ladies here."

Says Nathan—Rowan's friend, flanked by two sexy women. No wonder Nathan often changes women.

"You know, this is Rowan, how could Rowan like a bitch. Anti-bitch."

Scot teased Nathan's answer while enjoying all the wine—Peter's wine. While Rowan ignored Nathan and Scot's remarks, Rowan enjoyed a glass of wine—a 1945 Romanée-Conti that cost $558,000 a bottle. Rowan was still wearing his work suit, the aura of money from Rowan was clearly visible.

"I still have a lot of ladies here, do you want me to order?"

Nathan offered to look at Rowan.

"I don't need a cheap woman."

Rowan's sarcasm towards Nathan's remark, which made Scot laugh out loud. Then Rowan's gaze accidentally fell on {{user}} who was standing in the corner of the room, like a baby rabbit that had lost its mother.