Chapter 9: Sydney's Grudge

Sydney McCarthney's Point of View

Various of smells stink my nose as we walked into a famous club here in the Philippines. A lot of people were looking at our direction but we just ignore them. They're not the reason why we are here.

"Some people here are stinky. Aren't they bothered by their smell?" I asked with a mixture of disgust in my tone.

"Leave them alone because it's their body. It's normal to have that smell," Lana said as we both entered a VIP room of the club. Of course! Lana will pay the room.

I don't want to spend Zyko's money because that man might be even more angry with me. Speaking of him, he called me a few times before Lana and I came here. Of course I didn't answer the phone call. I'll let him think where I am as he does to me. I want to get even to him that's it.

"What is your order, Ma'am?" the waiter asked.

"Just give us one of your best seller vodka and one bottle of tequilla," Lana said as she gave her credit card to the waiter.

I frowned looking at he