Super CEO Daddy

Chapter 11

Two men exuding a domineering presence were seated in the center, most expensive booth in the underground nightclub, Night City.

However, they were not drinking alcohol, nor were they accompanied by any ladies.

Kevin glanced at the stony-faced man sitting next to him. The latter held a lit cigarette between his fingers and puffed on the cigarette from time to time.

“Pat, I brought you here to have fun. How do you suppose we can have fun if you're scaring all the girls away? What do you say I bring a few more girls here?” Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

Kevin immediately gave up on that idea when Patrick shot daggers at him.

“All right, fine. I'll not invite any girls over. Are you happy now? Anyway, there will be a highlight for tonight's show because the best dancer of Night City is back, and she will be performing tonight. I heard she's a gorgeous lady with a very sexy figure.”

Lust was hinted at Kevin's eyes as he spoke because he was eager to watch the performance.

Patrick flicked the cigarette ash and said indifferently, “I'm not interested.”

Kevin poured two glasses of wine and asked, “Pat, the girl you're searching for, what does she look like?”

Patrick's close friends knew that he had been looking for a girl for the past six years. They wanted to know the appearance of the woman who had captivated Patrick's heart.

Patrick took a sip from the glass of wine he received from Kevin. Narrowing his eyes into slits, he answered, “I don't know what she looks like.”

Kevin choked and coughed out the wine he was drinking upon hearing Patrick's words. “Y-You don't know what she looks like? How do you plan on finding her in this case?”

Patrick's reply had caught Kevin by surprise. In Kevin's mind, Patrick was the person in charge of the most powerful family in Avenport. He was a legend in the business world, well-known for his extraordinary intelligence and cunning tactics.

However, Patrick's honest answer had caused him to sound like an idiot.

Patrick gulped the content in his wineglass and let out a long sigh. The light in his eyes dimmed slightly as he thought to himself. It is indeed challenging for me to locate that girl, but I have faith that I will find her someday.

At that moment, the DJ on the stage announced in excitement, “Please welcome our best dancer, Ms. Bunny!”

Following that, a woman dressed in a white satin dress appeared before everyone's eyes. Then she began dancing gracefully around the pole. The white dress accentuated the elegance of the beautiful dancer.

The crowd went wild as they cheered their lungs out the next second.

Unable to tear his eyes away from the stage, Kevin patted Patrick's lap at that sight.

“Wow, she's beautiful. This is my first time seeing a pole dancer dressed in such a modest outfit during a performance. She does not appear indecent at all. Instead, I think she looks like a goddess.”

Instantaneously, Patrick recognized the dancer to be Gwendolyn, the woman he had met at the hospital earlier.

His gaze turned cold as he took a deep puff of cigarette.

Kevin leaned close to him and said, “Pat, this woman is not bad. I like her.”

Patrick replied, “You can make a move on her if you're interested in becoming a stepfather.”

“What?” Kevin turned to look at him in confusion.

“Her daughter is already four or five years old,” Patrick explained while thinking to himself. That little girl is quite interesting. Her manner of speaking was like an adult, and she even mentioned treating me to a meal.

Kevin was stunned. “Her figure is still so alluring despite having a daughter at that age. What a pity. Such a waste.”

Kevin felt that his heart ached. He had a feeling if the other guys among the crowd knew of that matter, they would share his sentiment too.

Gwendolyn stepped forward on the stage and bowed to the audience after one song ended.

Following that, bidding erupted among the crowd. “Ten thousand!”

“Twenty thousand!”

“Fifty thousand!”

According to Night City's rules, the best dancer would have to toast the highest bidder, and the bidding amount would be considered the dancer's tip.

That was also the best method for Gwendolyn to earn the most money. She prayed inwardly for the bid to go higher while listening to the shouts from the crowd.