The car pulled over at a highly secretive and high-end club entrance.
Cielo was about to unfasten her seat belt when she suddenly paused, looking at Troy with suspicion. “Are we going to eat here?”
Was he not here for fun? she thought.
Without answering her, Tyler threw her a glance and exited the car.
Cielo had no other choice but to follow him.
The two of them walked toward the entrance one after another. The waiter bowed to him when Tyler walked in and greeted, “Welcome.” However, when Cielo approached, she was stopped.
The waiter raised his chin and eyed her up. Disdain flashed across his eyes as he asked, “What are you doing here?”
Cielo looked down at her outfit. It was indeed a little shabby, but she replied calmly, “I’m here to have lunch.”
When she was about to walk past the waiter, the waiter did not let her in. “This is a high-end club. Not everyone can enter as he or she pleases.”