Chapter 87

Two black-suited bouncers guarded the luxurious bar entrance. Their gazes visibly lit up when they saw the white Bentley, which was rare at this place.

What shocked them even more was the person who exited the car. Timothy's appearance seemed oddly out of place with the vehicle. Shouldn't an owner of such a luxurious car be at least dapper and rich?

Yet, Timothy, standing before them, didn't fit the description. His shabby jacket, washed-out jeans, and cheap sneakers were at odds with the expensive car. They would've assumed he was a construction worker had he not gotten out of the car before them.

He arrived before the bouncers with a smile and tapped their shoulders. "Take care of my car. Thanks."

"Got it!" The bouncers subconsciously blurted and were stunned by their reactions. Before they realized it, Timothy had entered the bar. The two locked eyes and wondered why they had allowed him in.

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The night sky sank across Lormford City, and the flashing neon lights revealed the c