Chapter 257 Keeping a Dog Called Lucian

The one who was staring at her was … Lucian.

It was unclear how long he had been sitting there. He was still dressed in how he was when they were at the tourist hotspot earlier.

He sat there alone, with a translucent glass in his hand. Under the dim lights, the amber-colored liquid cast speckles of light on his fingers.

Lucian stood out.

His appearance, figure, the way he carried himself and his expensive clothing that anyone could tell at first glance attracted lots of attention from his surroundings.

There were a lot of women doing prostitution in this bar. Several types of women were present, be it the seductive ones, conservative ones, innocent ones, dominant ones—you name it.

Some of them were chatting away together, some were wandering around in the bar with a glass in their hands.

Once they had their eyes on someone or someone was interested in them, they'd sit down and chat the night away.

Calista wasn't here for too long, but she'd already seen a few of them as the