"Here's your breakfast," Larissa said as she turned around and reached for the takeaway bag from the backseat. She pressed her palm against it to check the temperature and added, "The car heater has been on the whole time, so it should still be warm.""Thanks, sis!" Lana's smile stretched until her eyes nearly disappeared, but she did not immediately open the bag after taking it. Instead, she assessed the car's interior. "Larissa, why do you drive such a cheap car?" Lana asked casually, but Larissa still saw the scorn and disdain in her eyes. At last, Lana rested her gaze on Larissa and said, "I heard from Mom that she gave you a credit card with one million dollars when you left home. Didn't you use it?"Larissa recalled the credit card incident. It was back when she had just graduated from university and started working at the Regal Dynasty Hotel. One day, Yvette phoned her, showering her with warm regards and concern for her, causing Larissa to feel uneasy. Yvette had then uttered

"I've never been to a bar … " Lana complained meekly. "You know how strict Mom and Dad are with me. As long as they think that something's bad, then they won't let me do it. I'm already 24, but they still treat me like a kid, worrying about this and that. I thought they would be less controlling once I had a boyfriend, but they didn't change at all. I only had someone new bossing me around, and that's Lucas! I've wanted to go to bars and see more of the world since I came of age, but I've never even set foot in one until now." Lana leaned against Larissa and rubbed her cheek against Larissa's arm like a kitten. "Lyssa, I'm begging you. Just take me once … please?"Though Larissa had never approved of Yvette and Xavier's parenting methods, she found herself agreeing with them for once. "Bars are messy and dangerous. It's no place for a girl to visit." Especially more so for girls like Lana, who looked cute and innocent. They would easily become prey to men with bad intentions. Perhaps,

Quinn Bar had a total of three floors. The first floor was the lobby, the second floor was a bar, and the VIP rooms were on the third floor. Several staff members stood as sentinels, stationed near the staircase between the first and second floors. The guests could only enter the bars after having their identification cards checked. Upon reaching the second floor, Larissa instinctively covered her ears, taken aback by the deafening electronic dance music that engulfed the space.The bar was dimly lit. The multicolored lights overhead cast a purple-reddish hue on the patrons mingling below, masking everyone's faces with the same color.A group of stylish youngsters was dancing on the dance floor, swaying their bodies to the music freely. The booths nearby were filled with groups of people drinking. Lana mentioned that she was trapped in the women's restroom on the second floor.Larissa stopped a passing waiter to ask for directions. Although she shouted at the top of her voice

"Let go of me! Don't you dare touch me!" Lana cried out in despair, her hoarse voice cracking.Her makeup was long ruined by the tears that streaked across her face.Her pink hoodie was torn in the struggle, exposing her bare shoulders.The bald man heard the commotion and turned around.Seeing his underlings lying in a heap on the ground, he was both surprised and furious. "Who the fuck are you?" He released Lana and grabbed a mop that was leaning against the wall, swinging it forcefully toward Kevan. "Damn it, how dare you ruin my mood!" Kevan stopped his attack without hesitation by grabbing the mop handle with his bare hands. The bald man was caught off guard. Seizing the opportunity, he gave the mop a strong tug, causing the bald man to lose his footing and fall forward. Just as the bald man was about to crash into him, Kevan sidestepped out of the way and kicked him behind the knees. With a thud, the bald man collapsed onto the ground.While the fight was going on, L

Lana blushed shyly. "Sorry to trouble both of you." Dylan suppressed a laugh. "No trouble at all. It's the least we can do."Rolling her eyes, Larissa gave Dylan a disapproving glance but ultimately didn't expose him. The four of them entered the elevator, and Dylan pressed the buttons for floors 18, 19, and 20 in order."What?" Lana turned to look at him, her big eyes filled with confusion. "Why did you press the buttons for three floors?" Dylan pursed his lips, pretending to be mysterious. "You'll see later."The elevator quickly arrived on the 18th floor. After the doors opened, Dylan stepped out and waved to Lana. "Goodbye, Ms. Seymour.""Huh?" Lana's eyes widened, but before she could get an answer from Dylan, the elevator doors closed again. Lana turned to look at Larissa."Mr. Shields lives on the 18th floor," Larissa explained, "I live on the 19th floor, and Mr. Rogers is on the 20th.""You all live in the same building?" Lana was surprised. "That's weird!" She l