The Honey Trap

In the private room, Monica was in Harry's arms.

Harry was in a good mood today. He asked, "I didn't see you earlier. When did you come in?"

He probably thought that she was one of the bargirls.

Before Monica could answer, Harry continued, "I told your lobby manager to find a few decent girls for me, but in the end, he gave me a bunch of gaudy ones. I was wondering why such a big club wouldn't have any stunners. However, I'm very satisfied with you."

Monica just smiled without saying anything.

In fact, she had been to the nightclub many times, and it was common to come across perverts like Harry, who was in his forties or fifties.

"Keep me company tonight, and I'll tip you to your satisfaction."

"There's no need to tip me, but if I keep Director Chance company tonight, you have to promise me one thing."

"What is it?" Harry did not expect that little girl to play hard to get.

"I'll tell you later."