Nice To Meet You
In the bar, neon lights strobed and flashed. The atmosphere was extremely lively.
Jared saw that after Hilda and the other girls went inside, they were brought to the back. He followed
behind closely, but a man stopped him. “I’m sorry, Sir. But you’re not allowed to pass through here. The
backstage is for staff only.”
Jared looked in the direction where Hilda had gone to. Seeing that she had disappeared, he walked
away and sat down at the table in the corner. He was eager to find out what she was doing there.
Soon after, Hilda and the other girls came out. They were all wearing nothing but sexy lingerie.
The girls danced their way toward the center of the stage, and immediately, the crowd went crazy as
the spotlights flashed around them.
Hilda and the other girls started dancing erotically. It was obvious that Hilda’s movements weren’t as
fluid as the others, but she did her best while forcing a smile.
Everyone could see that she was a greenhorn. They all shifted their gazes to her, and some even
tossed cash at her.
Jared was utterly shocked because little did he expect the shy and well-behaved Hilda Wallace to
become an exotic dancer.
Looking at the banknotes on the stage, Hilda bent down repeatedly to pick them up and shove them
into her bra, giving the men in the crowd the opportunity to feast their eyes on her.
Witnessing that, Jared walked toward the stage, fished out a few thousand bucks, and threw them on
the stage.
“Thank you, Sir!” Hilda exclaimed the moment she saw the stack of cash.
However, when her eyes met Jared’s, she froze for a good few seconds.
Quickly withdrawing her gaze, she pretended not to see Jared and continued to pick up the money on
the stage before resuming her dance. Only the smile on her face was no longer visible.
Jared’s generosity had caught the attention of the partygoers. But the moment they saw that he was in
simple clothing, the look of admiration in their eyes was replaced with those of scorn.
One of the men tapped on Jared’s shoulder and said, “Hey man, judging by how you look, I guess
you’ve just thrown your life savings away, eh? I suggest you get lost before you get hooked on
spending your next paycheck the same way.”
Jared ignored him because his eyes were still glued to Hilda. It has only been three years. How did she
change so much?
Hilda turned away from Jared and danced facing the opposite direction while the other girls threw
themselves at him upon witnessing his generosity.
“Hello, handsome.” One of them reached out to stroke Jared’s face.
The dancers could easily recognize men who were rich yet humble. Hence, they assumed that Jared
was one of them.
Jared tilted his head and avoided the dancer. He was still staring at Hilda.
“What’s your name, beautiful?” a man beside Jared asked, flashing a lewd smile. After that, he pulled
the dancer down from the stage.
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