This establishment exuded an air of exclusivity, attracting individuals of notable standing.

Once inside, Harold retreated to a private room, seeking solace in the isolation it offered. With a heavy heart, he poured himself a drink and silently contemplated his current predicament.

Observing Harold's despondency, the manager approached and joined him for a drink, displaying genuine concern.

"Mr. Moore, have you had a disagreement with your girlfriend?" he inquired politely.

“Why else would you be indulging in daytime drinking? I have heard that the young lady from the Fowler family holds deep affection for you. How could she possibly quarrel with you?"

Leaning back on the luxurious leather sofa, Harold cast his gaze downward and murmured, “Does she truly love me so much?"

The manager, sporting a warm smile, proceeded to pour Harold a glass of wine.

"If a woman loves you so much, she must be obedient to you."

Harold silently sipped half of his wine, Lost in thought.

After a brief pause, a smile slowly formed on his lips as he questioned, "But what if, one day, she ceases to be obedient? Does that imply her Love for me has vanished?"

The manager, eager to appease Harold's concerns, replied flatteringly,

“You possess extraordinary qualities. How could she possibly stop loving you?"

Aware of Harold's turmoil over matters of the heart, the manager astutely summoned a female companion, aiming to lift his spirits.

The young female escort possessed an aura of innocence and purity.

“Come and keep Mr. Moore company. We can't let him drink alone," the manager instructed the escort.

Harold was on the verge of declining but, as he Lifted his head, he was taken aback.

The escort's pristine countenance bore an uncanny resemblance to

Rena's, particularly when viewed from the side. His astonishment compelled him to pull the girl closer and call out, "Rena?"

Recognizing the situation, the manager tactfully exited the room.

Left alone in the private space were Harold and the female escort.

Instinctively aware of how to bring joy to men, the escort made the first move by encircling Harold's neck with her arms and kissing him.

In response, Harold pressed her against the sofa, succumbing to desire.