Next Man, Better Plan novel Chapter 201

She pulled out her compact, checking to make sure her makeup was still perfect before heading inside.

The bar was thrumming with noise. Her father, Arnold Yates, was strict, so Vivian rarely found herself in places like this.

But for the past couple of days, the mood at home had been gloomy, with everyone sighing and moping around. Fed up, Vivian had called her best friend to go out for a drink.

Victoria recognized Vivian and begged for her help. “Ms. Yates, please help me…”

She remembered how Vivian had spoken up for her at the birthday gala.

Vivian shot her a look, her chin held high and her eyes filled with contempt. “Help you? Stephanie stuck her neck out for you, and you stabbed her in the back. Who in their right mind would help a snake like you?”

With that, Vivian pulled some cash from her purse and handed it to a nearby security guard.

“Get her out of my sight. The nerve of some people, trying to get close to Quennel. She should take a good look in the mirror before trying to tarnish my perfect man!”

The guards took the money and dragged Victoria into a dark alley near the bar.

Seeing Victoria’s delicate features, the guards started getting ideas.

“I heard she was with the heir to Verdant Grove Capital. I wonder what it's like to be with a rich man's woman?”

“Heh, why don't we find out?”

They grinned at each other, instantly in agreement, and impatiently started unbuckling their belts.

Victoria's face went pale with terror. “What are you doing? Let me go!”

Noticing a man dressed all in black standing at the end of the alley, Victoria fought like a madwoman, broke free, and ran toward him for help.

“Help… help me…”

…

Back in the noisy bar, Vivian finally found Quennel. He was passed out on a sofa, completely drunk.

A few girls, clearly looking for an opportunity, were hovering nearby, debating who should make a move on him.

From the way Quennel was dressed, it was obvious he came from a wealthy family.

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