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Chapter 813 - 813 Those indulgent times

Chapter 813: Those indulgent times Chapter 813: Those indulgent times Laura, still on the phone, envied in her heart. Sister Ava is indeed fortunate to have such a doting Rich Young Master as a boyfriend, and to have a good career. It’s truly a harvest of both love and career!

If only she could meet a kind and considerate man in the future, she thought, blushing at the excitement. It turns out she’s yearning for love too…

Robert Taylor sat in his car after hanging up the phone, a slightly improved expression crossing his face.

At first, he thought Amelia Wilson had just randomly picked someone to deceive him. If that were the case, he would have taken her by force tonight no matter what.

But he didn’t expect her to be genuinely sick, and so he put that thought aside.

Let her rest for another night. He would visit her tomorrow, and if her condition wasn’t bad, he was determined to have her at any cost.

He didn’t have much time left, and he felt there was no longer any need to delay this matter.

He’d always thought he had all the time in the world, never imagining the illness would worsen so quickly. It seems he couldn’t coddle her anymore, he needed to take action.

Forcing himself on women wasn’t new to Robert Taylor, and one more Amelia Wilson wouldn’t make a difference.

In the end, Robert Taylor didn’t go to XX Road, Building 99, but instead, he drove his car straight to another location.

The nightclub he was familiar with, he hadn’t been there in a while.

Reliving his indulgent past at life’s end seemed like a fine choice.

The Nightclub was imbued with the air of decadent relations between men and women, hormones wafting everywhere.

In the corner, skirts were lifted so high they were almost stripped off, and the continual moans of “I want… I want…” could be heard.

Seeing all this debauchery, Robert couldn’t help but smile, remembering how he, too, used to be part of it—enjoying this lifestyle, blatantly watching those women flirt and demonstrating his own masculine charm.

“Robert… it’s been a long time since we’ve seen you, come on, I’ll host you today!” This was the owner of the nightclub, an acquaintance.

“Yeah, ever since the Headlines of the Entertainment Circle reported Young Master Reed pursuing the female star Amelia Wilson, Young Master Reed has been reformed,” another wealthy young master teased, all of them familiar faces.

Looking at these familiar faces, Robert felt a sense of estrangement but laughed loudly, “Women need to be pampered, after all!”

“That’s right. The Reed I know is like that—never caught by a woman,” the acquaintance called out, “Come… let’s call a few more buddies and some girls over. Let everyone know, Young Master Reed is here today, hurry up and get out here!”

Young Master Reed’s reputation was naturally not small in this place, and he always had a rabble of friends.

If it were to be his last bout of madness, then he may as well go wild one last time.

Soon enough, groups of men and women were seated all around.

The women, each with long legs and large chests, casually took seats next to the men. Within three minutes, they were flaunting their provocative moves.

Social gatherings of these wealthy young masters were always unconstrained.

The women, one after another, didn’t seem to know the meaning of shame. Once undressed, they let men touch them, whether in groups of two, three, or five—so long as you were willing to spend money, they’d spread their legs for anyone.

Robert had played this game a few times before but found it quite boring and didn’t want to play anymore.

Watching it now, he felt it even more dull.

Thinking about it, he regretted wasting so much good time in such places—he should have returned home to make a late-night snack for Robinson instead.

Having thought this, Young Master Reed stood up without hesitation.