NovelUSAChapter 1326
As soon as Fiona finished speaking, she hopped onto the stage, sharing a quick, knowing glance with Mikey down
in the crowd. Mikey dashed over to the DJ booth to talk to the staff.
Before long, a thumping beat took over the room, electrifying the dance floor with vibrant energy! The girls
onstage, taken aback but aware of the club's high-profile clientele, wisely decided to clear out. "Who's that, a
schoolgirl? Con, get off the stage, will you?"
"How did a minor get in here? Off with you, don't spoil the view for us."
Expecting snew club gimmick, the crowd turned their focus to the stage, only to find a young girl standing
there. Her clothes hung loosely, giving off a laid-back, carefree vibe. What was a kid doing up there? It wasn't
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtexactly captivating. Frustration swelled in the crowd, voices rising with impatience. "Where's the staff? Get her
off the stage now!"
But the staff hesitated. Mikey had a bit of a reputation around these parts, and no one dared mess with his
guest. Despite the jeers, the girl's expression didn't waver. If anything, she wore a teasing smirk. The dim lights
cast shadows on her face, hinting at an untamed wildness.
Suddenly, she pulled her hair into a loose ponytail with a scrunchie and unzipped her white jacket. Underneath
was a tight black tank top that stood out starkly against her pale skin.
Upstairs in a private booth, a guy in a black hoodie nudged his friend, exclaiming, "Damn! Jackson! That girl
downstairs is a knockout! Since when did Cedarvale get someone like her? She looks so young, but dancing in
jeans like that it's seamless!" "If you think she's stunning, she probably isn't."
His friend was known for having terrible taste. The man leaned back in his chair, three buttons undone on his
shirt, revealing a chiseled collarbone. Beneath the dark shirt, you could sense the strength of his physique, his
whole vibe was cool and detached.
He cast a seemingly disinterested
glance downward but then looked again. Perched by the window, he
had a perfect view and imm spotted the girl dancing with abandon on stage. Jackson's indifferent gaze suddenly
sharpened, a hint of change flickering across his face.
The girl looked young, but sthings about her definitely weren't. She moved with confidence and grace, her
slender waist swaying the beat. Her moves were bold not sleazy. She was alluring, mysterious, dark, yet
compelling-like a siren under the moonlight.
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"See, isn't she just breathtaking?" Adam asked, excitement in his voice.
Jackson's gaze lingered on her waist for a few more seconds before he looked away, his lips curving slightly. "Too
young."
Such a young girl hanging out in a club? Kids these days sure are gutsy.
"No way, she's all grown up! I'd say at least a C!" Adam countered, eyes glued to Fiona.
"Jackson! That beauty looks like she's in trouble! Should we go help?" Adam suddenly shouted.
Jackson took his tsipping his drink before glancing down. Sure enough, a bunch of rowdies had surrounded
the girl. They formed a tight circle around her, blocking her from view. From their vantage point, they couldn't
see her face, but you could imagine how a young girl might feel scared in such a situation.
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