Chapter 170


    After snagging his membership card, Zachary spotted Arabe from behind and called out. Sure


    enough, it was her!


    “What are you doing here?”


    Zachary strode towards her, suddenly remembering the job advertisement at the club entrance. “Are


    you here for the job interview?” he asked in disbelief.


    Arabe was speechless.


    “Are you strapped for cash?” Zachary asked, noticing her designer outfit. With her spending habits,


    even a fortune wouldn’t be enough.


    “You’re a spendthrift. Now that you’re not with the Murphy family anymore, you need to tighten your


    belt.”


    Upon hearing his words, Arabe thought to herself, ‘Is he out of his mind?‘


    “I’m here for a reunion with Yoli. I just got her a membership.” Zachary raised his card proudly, as if it


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    were a symbol of his wealth.


    Hoping to impress Arabe, he invited her in his most gentlemanly manner: “If you’re free, why not join


    us?”


    Not bothering to reply, Arabe turned to leave.


    “Hold on.” Zachary was taken aback by her indifference. Even if you’re jealous of Yoli and me, basic


    manners dictate that you should at least say hello to an acquaintance, don’t you?”


    Arabe shot him a dissatisfied look. “I don’t want to talk to someone like you. Got a problem with


    that?”


    “I haven’t seen you in a few days, and you’re already this crude. What kind of people have you been


    around to turn out like this?” Zachary feigned pain. Arabe was incredulous. “Who I hang out with is


    none of your business. You’re sticking your nose in too far. If you’ve got issues, go see a doctor instead


    of wandering around.“/


    Zachary was initially furious, but on second thought, he felt sorry for her. She was probably looking for


    a job, even if it meant catering to old men, just to make ends


    meet.


    “Do you need help with anything?” he asked.


    Arabe rolled her eyes at him. “Are you nuts?”


    Then she followed a waiter away.


    Watching Arabe walk towards the VIP rooms, Zachary spected if she was not here to apply for a


    waitress job but to serve high–profile customers in the VIP


    rooms.


    Suddenly, it all made sense. No wonder she didn’t care about his membership card. She probably had


    bigger fish to fry!


    That must be it!


    Just then, the door to the VIP room opened, and Ynda, spotting Zachary standing in the hall looking


    peeved, asked, “Zachary, have you got your membership? What are you looking at?”


    Following his gaze, she saw a figure resembling Arabe entering a VIP room.


    “Is that my sister? She’s here too?”


    “What a disgrace.” Zachary sounded quite miffed. Ynda quickly realized that the woman must be


    Arabe. Otherwise, Zachary wouldn’t be upset.


    To confirm his suspicion, Zachary stopped a passing waiter. “Can I ask, what special services does this


    club offer?”


    “Special services?” the waiter thought for a moment. “We have a lot. What are you interested in?”


    They had entertainment, leisure, and sports categories, with many different options within each.


    Each one was very interesting.


    Zachary clenched his fists. So Arabe was indeed serving aristocrats in the VIP rooms!


    This realization made him even angrier. He tersely told the waiter, “Never mind, you can go.”