At this moment, Eleanor Sterling walked into the bar.
The instant Faye Sterling saw Eleanor, her eyes suddenly tightened, a hint of surprise flashing beneath them.
Why is Eleanor Sterling here?
What is she here for?
In just a few seconds, Faye thought of something, a bright light flashing in her eyes, and she said, "Look over there."
Everyone immediately turned their heads to look.
"What are we looking at? There’s nothing over there, just an ugly freak walking by."
Eleanor Sterling wasn’t exactly ugly now, but in a place like Nightfall where beauties gathered, her face was somewhat conspicuous.
"If you can make her drink a cup of wine, we’ll drink with you, how about that?" Faye said with a smile.
The few men were of course eager to oblige.
A woman like Eleanor Sterling probably wasn’t there to catch any man. Who could be interested in that face?
Then there was only one possibility, could it be that she’s selling?
This kind was even easier to deal with, just pay money, isn’t it just a drink, give her a hundred bucks, and she’d be more than eager to drink.
After walking in, Eleanor remembered that Alaric Faulkner hadn’t told her which table he was at.
Her gaze searched the room and soon found Faye and her crowd.
Eleanor cursed her luck under her breath, wanting to turn and leave, only to find her path blocked by a few men.
"Miss, interested in a drink?"
Eleanor remained expressionless, "Sorry, we don’t know each other."
She ignored them, trying to bypass them and leave.
Unexpectedly, they stretched out their hands, "Don’t be quick to leave, it’s rare for us guys to offer you a drink, don’t be ungrateful."
Eleanor’s eyes gradually turned cold.
A man from the back stepped forward, pulling the rude man aside with a grin, "Don’t be so aggressive, you might scare the lady, and that wouldn’t be good."
He looked at Eleanor and said, "I see you’re here looking for a target too, right? How about this... I’ll give you two hundred bucks, have a drink and we’ll let you go, how about that?"
The men laughed, their eyes with an ambiguous meaning as they jeered, "Yeah, drink it."
The people at Faye’s table saw Eleanor being troubled and immediately laughed, faces full of schadenfreude.
"Faye, look, they think Eleanor Sterling is doing that kind of business, it’s hilarious."
"Yeah, offered her two hundred bucks to drink a glass, hahaha, with that face, it’s normal to be mistaken."
"Do you think she’ll drink?"
"Probably, drink a glass and get two hundred bucks, it’s not like she’ll lose a pound of flesh, who wouldn’t want that."
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Faye watched with interest; it was rare to see Eleanor embarrassed, and she was going to enjoy it thoroughly.
At Eleanor’s side, the men continued to look at her with bad intentions, even handing a glass to her.
The man pulled out his wallet, extracting two bills.
Eleanor coldly glanced over them.
She wouldn’t be the first to make a move, but that didn’t mean she lacked self-defense abilities. If pushed to her limit, she wouldn’t mind teaching them a lesson.
Seeing Eleanor unmoved, the man thought she wasn’t satisfied, pulled out a few more bills.
"Not satisfied with two hundred? Then I’ll add a few more, is that enough?"
He sneered, "You might not even earn five hundred in a night, it’s just a drink."
This commotion quickly drew others’ attention, many turned to watch.
Seeing the men give Eleanor money, their faces showed a hint of amusement.
It was obvious they also mistook Eleanor for that kind of person, and these men were using money to lure her.