Chapter 1733
A smooth female voice came from the speakers, announcing, “Don’t miss out.
Starry Bar is the perfect place for Christmas! At our Christmas event, every customer can join our game.
The grand prize is a beautifully made, 1.
6-meter-tall Santa Claus statue.
”
Mitchel, usually uninterested in festive events, was suddenly intrigued by the mention of the Santa Claus statue.
He imagined how thrilled Melon would be to see such a statue.
Prompted by this thought, he directed his car toward the Starry Bar.
Inside, the bar was lively with activity.
The walls were adorned with festive Christmas decorations.
Upon his arrival, Mitchel found that all the private rooms were occupied.
With no other options, he took a seat in a booth and ordered a glass of water, waiting for the game to start.
During this time, several elegantly dressed women approached him, trying to start a conversation.
Mitchel was indifferent, acknowledging them minimally and declining any invitations to connect further.
One particularly persistent woman, clearly intoxicated and taken with Mitchel’s handsome features, tried to flirt with him.
Despite his clear refusals, she went so far as to drink from his water glass.
Seeing her boldness, Mitchel frowned in disapproval.
Speaking with cold detachment, he said, “Stay away from me, or I’ll call the police.
”
The woman, mistaking his serious tone for playful banter, laughed flirtatiously.
However, realizing Mitchel was serious about calling the police, she hurriedly left.
“A glass of water for me, please.
Thank you,” Mitchel called to a bartender passing by.
Caught off guard, the bartender quickly regained his composure and took the order.
As he poured the water, he glanced curiously at Mitchel.
This was the first time he had seen someone so well-dressed at the bar who hadn’t even ordered a drink.
A hint of suspicion crossed his mind.
Was Mitchel too poor to buy anything more than water?
Mitchel noticed the bartender’s lingering gaze but chose to ignore it.
After the bartender left, he pulled out his phone and began watching a popular soap opera.
His mother, Catalina, loved it.
She had urged him to watch it so that they would have something to discuss during their next dinner together.
Mitchel’s face remained impassive as he watched the screen.
The first episode revolved around the heroine, who was engaged but was framed by her scheming sister into spending the night with an older man.
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Instead, the heroine accidentally ended up sleeping with the hero, who, the next day, proposed making the heroine his mistress, offering her five million…
Despite finding the plot utterly absurd, Mitchel appreciated the mindless escape from the complex data he usually dealt with.
Occasionally indulging in such nonsensical series provided a welcome distraction.
As he continued watching, a female bartender approached with a glass of water.
When she bent down to set it on the table, her eyes inadvertently caught a glimpse of the soap opera on Mitchel’s phone.
Her eyes widened in disbelief, and her mouth fell open in surprise.
The fact that Mitchel was watching this soap opera led her to wonder about his s@xual preferences.
“Do you need anything?” Mitchel asked, noting her distracted demeanor.
The bartender snapped back to reality, clearing her throat.
She kindly reminded Mitchel, “Hello, the gay bar is just down the street.
”
Mitchel looked puzzled, not understanding her words.
He suddenly thought of something.