After dancing with Diana for 20 minutes, Isaac had had enough. He never thought this alluring woman's dancing would be as stiff as a board. She'd even stepped on his feet at least 20 times.
Who could put up with that?
As the music slowly faded out, two long motorcades suddenly drove into the hotel.
About 40 cars were parked in front of the main entrance. The car at the very front was a black, limited edition Lamborghini.
The door opened, and a young man in gold-rimmed glasses walked into the hotel with a gloomy expression.
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