I Can See The World’s Desires

Chapter 23: An acquaintance?

Two hours later, the girl was left by the roadside with bags of stuff. “What’s wrong with you?”

“You spent so much money on me and even tricked me into breaking up with my partner. F * ck, after breaking up with him, who the F * ck is going to support me?”

“In the end, you didn’t even touch me? And you dump me in the middle of nowhere?”

Kota rolled down the car window. “Touch you? You think you deserve it?”

“What? What?” The girl was confused. “Do you know how many followers I have on social media? I’m not worthy?”

“You’re not worthy,” Kota said flatly.

He stepped on the accelerator and sped off, leaving the girl in the dust and smoke.

Kota sat in the car, turning the music volume to the max. He was in a good mood.

This girl had given Kota at least 10,000 points.

Fulfilling her desires were easy-peasy.

A bottle of perfume earned him 1,000 points. Easy job.

At nine o’clock in the evening.

As expected, Kota received 1,000 points after Andy bought her Chanel bag.

“System, calculate my point balance.”

Host: current points: 15,000

“Do you want to play the lucky draw now?”

“No, wait until tomorrow.”

In fact, compared to the insignificant Ying Corporation and a traitor like Coster, his pressure came from the humongous corporation, Heavenly Punishment, which Catherine had mentioned.

Buzz… buzz…

Kota’s phone vibrated.

It was the sissy junior, David, who had just said goodbye to his childhood. His voice sounded a little weak.

“Hello?” Chu Wen picked up the phone.

“Hey, boss, are you sure I don’t have to pay this junior?”

“Yes, as long as you’re happy. She’s yours for two months,” Chu Wen said with a smile.

“Boss, you’re so nice. Love you!” David hung up the phone.

Chu Wen couldn’t help but laugh.

That girl named Andy or Angel—he could not remember anymore—was not good enough for a picky person like Kota. But it was a dream come true for David.

When he was in school, Kota often tricked David into helping him do projects for free. Now, the money he spent on Andy was just a little compensation for David.

After hanging up the phone, Kota looked out the window and his eyes stopped about 200 meters away from the car.

It was the largest and also the most upscale nightclub in New York: The Candy.

New York was the world’s most fashionable and most international city, so nightclubs here were unique.

As long as you have money, you can get anything you want here.

The Candy was the most famous nightclub in New York.

It was only ten, but there were already rows of expensive cars parked in front of the nightclub.

Two burly security guards in front of the entrance observed the youngsters who came in to have fun, their faces expressionless.

When Kota was in his second year in the university, a rich classmate of his once came here for his birthday. Now it had been two years since.

The Candy had also gotten a change of face.

The only thing that remained unchanged was that there were still many beautiful women here.

If one was lucky, one could even see famous celebs here.

This was the last spot where Kota was earning his points for today.

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11:00 p.m.

On the high platform in the center of the dance floor, a beautiful female DJ in a tight outfit raised her left hand, and a popular techno song blasted in the club.

Kota sat in the center of a booth, surrounded by about four to five beautiful women.

They were swinging to the rhythm of the music.

These women were coming and chatting up to Kota.

Because he was now in the booth, the minimum charge for a night was $12,000.

The table was filled with complimentary drinks and fruit plates.

Anyway, one person could not eat or drink it all, so it was better to have more people.

There were many women like this in the nightclub. Once they entered the nightclub, they would look out for rich and handsome men like Kota.

It would be good if they could hook up with him. But if they couldn’t, it would be good to get free drinks.

Kota, who was surrounded by girls, leaned against the sofa. His eyes had been staring at a woman in the opposite booth since half an hour ago. He frowned.

This woman had heavy makeup. She looked like a six at first glance.

But upon closer inspection, he realized that while other women put on makeup to make themselves look prettier, this woman was trying to cover up her appearance.

Kota, who used to put on makeup in performances, had long developed a unique theory, by which he could tell how the face of a woman looked beneath the makeup.

“She is an eight, definitely not lower than an eight.”

Without even thinking, Kota made his judgment.

This woman looked about twenty-three years old, wearing a red dress with a narrow waist, and it was the kind with a back zipper.

The dress looked beautiful, but the downside was that it was not very convenient.

Because the zipper was behind it.

But this did not make any less pretty in this red dress.

She had long, fair legs, and was very attractive.

Even without looking at her face, her figure and her legs would make any man fantasize about her.

Just like Kota, she was alone and had ordered a table full of wine.

The only difference was that no matter which man tried to chat up to her, those men would be indiscriminately rejected.

Of course, this was not what Kota focused on.

The thing was that Kota actually saw a familiar name on her wish list.

“Catherine?”

“This woman knows Catherine?”

Chu Wen opened up her wish list.

“Name: Sikal

Wish list:

[1. Come to the nightclub to release stress. ]

[2. Want to be the top lawyer in New York. ]

[3. Hope that Catherine is safe. Let hope nothing will happen to her. ]

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“Handsome? What are you looking at?”

While Kota was in a daze, a petite girl beside him held a glass of wine and spoke in his ear.

The girl followed Kota’s gaze and then puked.

“Handsome, her?”

“Why? Do you know her?”

Since the music was loud, Kota pulled the girl over and hugged her in his arms.

“This woman has been coming here every day. Six to seven days a week. She will not talk or dance, just drinking alone and going home drunk.”

The Petite Girl saw Kota was interested, so she continued, “Recently, there are many men who want to chat up to her, but she rejected them all.”

“She doesn’t look that pretty either. I don’t know what’s so special about her.”

She rolled her eyes, seemingly getting disdainful of Sikal.

But Kota knew that most likely, there were fewer people chatting up to this girl than to Sikal, and that was the reason she was not too happy.

Meanwhile, the woman named Sikal had just taken a big sip of wine. When she looked up, she and Kota had eye to eye.

The petite girl in Kota’s arms suddenly looked triumphant in the way she looked at Sikal.

This was how women compare with each other.

What she meant was, so what if there were more men hitting on you? I have this rich and handsome man tonight.

But before she could sit down, Kota had pushed her away.

The petite girl’s expression froze.