Chapitre 200: A tale of pain, a tale of past

In the heart of Sun City, inside a Dinky club known for regular customers of the poor section of society, a woman sat on one of the stools near the bar counter, looking as beautiful as ever.

She had nice clothing on her body, enough to hide the essentials, while her porcelain legs and hands lured the people around her. 

It was amazing, a rare sight to see such cultured beauty sitting in the club where all the men and women were here to have some quick fun with each other and probably some good booze to drown their miseries.

Though she looked sophisticated and cultured from a good family, everyone could see that she was quite drunk. But maybe for her, it wasn't enough. 

"Hey, bartender, give me another bottle of beer," she slurred, making the bartender look at her with a heavy sigh.