The Bartender

The place was still the same as before. Loud music could be heard from a distance.

As soon as Ella approached closer, the guard standing at the door recognized her immediately.

"Ella, you're back?" He looked a little surprised. After all, there weren't many women as pretty as Ella at the bar.

Even though she was wearing heavy makeup, not many could match Ella's beauty.

Ella just nodded briefly, not looking too excited.

She knew that the man was being nice to her just because of her face. Did she still hope that someone would treat her sincerely, if not for her face?

How ridiculous.

Even Christian just liked her appearance.

Ella rushed into the bar. It was dusk, many people had started to come.

Several men Ella passed by showed interest in their eyes.

Ella thought, sooner or later, she would serve these people. There's nothing wrong with being friendly. Ella returned their gazes with a smile, making one of them gasp.