Jenna Roland had just finished tidying the bar counter when she looked up to see three familiar figures push through the door.

Liam Ashcroft and Oliver Macmillan trailed behind Gavin Valentine as usual.

She froze for a split second before plastering on her professional smile. "Good evening, Mr. Valentine, Mr. Ashcroft, Mr. Macmillan."

Gavin arched an eyebrow. "Not happy to see us?"

"Of course not." She dipped her head slightly. "I just didn't expect to meet you again so soon."

Gavin chuckled. "Consider us bored rich kids with too much time. Tonight we want company—pick someone easy on the eyes."

"Understood." Jenna nodded. "Right this way."

She led them to the VIP lounge on the third floor.

After taking their drink orders, Jenna personally retrieved a bottle of premium red wine from the cellar.

When she returned, Gavin was idly spinning his empty glass on the table.

"Madam Chen will bring the girls shortly," Jenna explained.

Gavin motioned for her to sit. "Have a drink with us first."

Three rounds later, Jenna couldn't resist asking, "What brings you here for escorts tonight, Mr. Valentine?"

"Everyone needs entertainment." He swirled his wine, a glint of mischief in his eyes.

The door opened at that moment.

Madam Chen entered with four girls of contrasting styles.

"Mr. Valentine, these are our finest ladies," she simpered.

Gavin's gaze swept over them before pointing at the demurely dressed one. "Not her."

The other three immediately took seats beside the men.

As the girl in the sequined miniskirt settled next to Gavin, his arm slid around her waist with practiced ease.

Jenna rose discreetly. "I'll leave you to enjoy your evening."

Gavin waved her off without looking up, already engrossed in conversation with the girl in his arms.