Wrong signals

Emma's POV

I did not have the kind of dress that one would wear to the Seductive Fox. This club was unlike any other club where you can just walk in wearing whatever you want. It was frequented by the people of the higher society so the dress code was very important.

I called Natalie and asked her if I could borrow one of her dresses, and she gladly agreed. Even the kids did not make a fuss when I told them that I would have to stall the game night. In turn, they asked me to have fun and not worry about them.

I caught a cab to the club and went in. I had to show my identity card to be let in.

It was my first time visiting this place and I was not surprised, it was just like how you would stereotypical rich club to be.

Expensive drinks, expensive techno music, and old, rich men blowing their money on beautiful, skinny strippers.

I was watching all this when a waiter came to me and asked how he could help me.

“Oh, thank you for asking.” I showed him the invitation and asked, “Could yo