The young boy smiled, "You are so kind."
Kind?
Betty just shook her head; she wasn't kind at all.
The car continued forward and, after a while, drove into a small castle mansion on the outskirts. In the yard, numerous cars were already parked, all fashionable sports cars.
The young boy led Betty up the steps, and even before they entered, they could hear the deafening music inside, causing Betty to frown involuntarily.
The young boy waved his hand, and the servant guarding the door pushed open the door. The boy lifted his arm to support Betty's shoulder and led her into the hall.
Inside the hall, the curtains were tightly drawn, and the lighting was dim, with colored lights spinning and casting psychedelic shadows.
On the DJ stand, a silver-haired man with a nose ring was spinning records, while next to him, a girl swayed passionately to the music, spilling champagne on herself, which the boys beside her eagerly licked off.
Under the DJ stand, it was a wild scene.
