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Chapter 27: Is this little bit of alcohol enough?

William found the job rather novel, but the idea of being kissed for money seemed utterly ridiculous to him.

Bella from outside was even trying to marry him, and hadn't she been refused as well?

"You!" Piper said, biting her lip and pointing at William, trembling with anger.

People come to this kind of place for a reason, but now, William was outright refusing her money, even willing to quit the job!

"Strong character! I like that!" Piper took a deep breath, smiling again, and hurried to tug at William's sleeve. "William, don't be upset. Piper was just teasing you. Don't take it so seriously. Sit down, and let's continue drinking!"

Piper suddenly became even more enthusiastic.

She had plenty of money and certainly didn't lack for male attention.

William's temperament made her even more intrigued.

Though he was a bit young, if it was true love, age wouldn't matter!

There's an old saying that haste makes waste, and it was especially true with William, who was new to this and surprisingly not greedy for money. That was interesting.

Men might conquer women and lose interest once they've achieved their physical desires.

But when a woman truly wants to win over a man, she wants his heart.

Piper was now determined to thoroughly win over the man before her, relying on her mature charm, not damned money.

William didn't make a fuss and, since Piper had put it that way, sat down to continue drinking with them.

Nicholas and the other four men were flabbergasted.

Holy smokes! William had handled Piper so effortlessly!

They knew Piper was a regular client, and Nicholas himself had entertained her before.

After a few nights with Piper, nineteen-year-old Nicholas had nearly broken his back from exhaustion, and she was still not quite satisfied.

Not like William, showing such personality!

So dominating!

These wealthy women, including Piper, could really hold their liquor, drinking from 8 PM until 11 PM, on their eighth bottle of hard liquor and sixth crate of beer.

At this time, Maria walked into the private room, toasted with Piper, and asked, "Piper, are you enjoying tonight?"

Piper drained her glass and laughed, "I'm enjoying myself. William is really great; his conversation, his temperament, I like it all. I might even come here regularly."

Maria smiled and said, "I'm glad you're happy! By the way, can I take William out for a moment? A friend is looking for him."

Piper hesitated, then said, "William works for you, and if a friend is looking for him, why can't he go? I'm not that petty."

William glanced at Maria. His friends? Had Lila and the others not left yet?

"Thank you," said Maria, gesturing to William. "William, come with me."

William followed Maria to the entrance of the private room. The music in the main hall was deafening, so Maria had to shout into his ear, "That Miss Bella from earlier wants to see you."

William nodded.

Maria loudly asked, "Did you know her before?"

William shook his head; he had indeed just met Bella.

Maria patted William's shoulder, signaling him to go over.

Sure enough, Lila and the others were still at table K8, sitting with just a few bottles of beer, discussing something.

Maria led William to K8, and Bella glanced at him, somewhat dissatisfied.

This guy would rather entertain those old women than be with her.

Although Bella disliked the arranged marriage at home, her dislike was her own affair. Being rejected had completely changed the situation.

"William, shall we formally introduce ourselves now?" Bella extended her graceful and delicate hand towards William.

William also politely shook her hand, finding the soft and almost boneless touch of her small hand quite comfortable.

Bella glanced at Maria, who wisely took the hint and walked away, no longer listening to their conversation.

"My name is Bella, and I'm the Vice President at Whitestone Group," she said. "I don't know why my grandfather asked me to find you, nor do I know much about your background, but if you'd like to join my company, I can offer you a nice job. Certainly better than what you're doing now."

William, sitting across from Bella, replied, "I'm quite satisfied with my current job, so no thank you. I appreciate the kind offer, Miss Bella."

Bella raised an eyebrow, "Isn't your current job just serving drinks to older women? Was it that difficult when I asked if you would marry me?"

William nodded, "I'm sorry, but I sell wine, not myself."

"Who asked you to sell yourself?" Bella retorted, nearly fainting with indignation, as if William's words implied something improper about her.

"But I really like my current job, and I don't think the guests I serve are old at all," William said, a unique perspective for someone described as an ancient being who's lived for a billion years.

Emily finally couldn't help but chime in, "William, you don't actually like older women, do you? You said you had no interest in Lila, and I didn't believe you, but now I finally do!"

William gave her a sidelong glance, saying, "My job is to accompany guests with drinks. As long as the guest buys the wine, I'll drink with them. It has nothing to do with whether I like older women or not. In my eyes, there's no difference between you and them."

Bella was nearly infuriated by his words. What did he mean by no difference between them and those older women?

One could easily see what those older women were there for; how could they be the same?

However, she managed to calm down a bit. Without knowing the full story about William, she decided to temporarily hold her tongue.

Initially, Bella thought William was someone her grandfather had chosen, but now, considering that Lila and Alice were also interested in him, he might have something special about him.

"Why don't you just sit here and have drinks with us?" Emily said. "Surely accompanying ladies like us is better than being with those older women? I fully support your work."

William glanced at the bottles of wine on the table, his eyes narrowing slightly, and asked, "Is this all the wine? Will it be enough?"