章 262: False Promises and Shallow Dreams

Jason leaned back on the worn leather couch of the club's VIP room, his phone vibrating in his hand. He glanced at the screen, eyes lighting up when he saw the transaction confirmation. $100,000.

A smug grin curled his lips as he leaned forward, running a hand through his hair. Iraya, as always, had caved. She must still be hooked on him—why else would she send such a hefty amount?

What she said about breaking up with him was her wanting attention from him and he would give her that, after he was done with Kylie and needed money again. Jason laughed inside.

"Everything good, babe?" Kylie's voice broke his thoughts. She was perched beside him, her long legs crossed, one hand lazily twirling a strand of her hair while the other held a cocktail. Her lips curved into a flirtatious smile, but there was a glint of expectation in her eyes.