Hollywood Zenith

Alexis directly hung up the phone, Alan was completely dumbfounded? what the hell was happening? He seriously thought something was wrong but couldn't seem to place where.

She had all the money so he had to rely on her do everything. Still he didn't want to remain a doormat, his family was rich why should he take charity. It wasn't a life for an heir.

Alan had always knew that Alexis was brought by her father to help him and in counterpart he was going to give her marriage.

Alan has always felt that she was a loss cause, so she has always been ignorant of Alexis' true nature and now, she was really starting to peel her real face and he was really starting to worry.

Thinking that the day after tomorrow was the most important day, now, really make her panic.

Thinking of this, Alan madly dialed her mobile phone, but it was never answered. Alan really didn't dare to tell his father about this matter. If he knew the reason for her madness, he would still try to appeal to her vanity.

Seeing that his calls were answered Alan should have tent out in ber backyard or pleased his case but his stubborn pride wouldn't let him do it.

At this time, Alan really lost his temper, but until now, he had not thought of his own reason. In his subconscious, Alan still felt that all this was Alexis' fault.

As a result, all of this was seen by Alexis. Alexis was drinking fragrant coffee and feeling comfortable all over. The grievances and anger she had suffered before were gradually calmed down.

But, unfortunately, it's over for Alan, he was destined to be abandoned, but that's good, such a person managing the huge LVHM group was a recipe of disaster.

In this way, Alan waited for Alexis at the door stupidly for two hours, his patience was completely wiped out after countless times.

In the end, the unreasonable Alan angrily dropped his mobile phone. Damn woman, he vowed to remember everything she did him today. He had never been treated like this since he was a child. No matter how bad the disaster was, his father would go above and beyond to settle his problems.

After the long fight, when he entered the company, his father would always help him, but now, he was humiliated by a woman, how could he accept it from the cautious and arrogant Alan Arjo?

Getting into the car and stepping on the accelerator, the roaring Ferrari rushed out directly. Alan's destination was not the home of Count De Hey, nor his own residence, not his father's manor, but directly but to the largest nightclub in Paris.

Watching Alan leave, Alexis showed a nonchalant smile, it was naive and ridiculous, but fortunately, she was also free from the sea of ​​suffering.

On the other side, Alan walked into the magnificent nightclub. In the flattery of the old bastard, he could be regarded as regaining some self-worth. These small things was what gased him up the most.

He went to a group of socialites about ten of them. He relished looking at their seductive figure. Just from looking at them he could tell they were from around the world.

It was one of the two perks, first the club was open twenty four seven with excellent facility. Secondly, there were young people ready to 'mingle' and he was pretty well known in this block.

He booked a large private box, the priciest one leading people inside. The staff already knew what to bring, they were quite accustomed to his antics.

Alan was very happy, shit, this was called life, isn't it? As for the Group, stocks, and the position of heirs, they were all forgotten in the glass of excellent spirits.

He started enjoying himself, laughing and cheering forgetting about his troubles. The staff kept bringing expensive stuffs one after another. Within two hours, everyone was drunk enough, feeling their head spin.

Most of these girls were on commission, they knew what they were doing. He didn't mind much, he was aware of their antics but he also knew he wouldn't be getting anything on their first time meeting.

He didn't know how much wine he drank, anyway, when he checked out after telling them he would meet them again. He took out his credit card grandiosely.

The all black Amex was the solution of all his problems. He flung it around, the staff took his card and started swiping. One time, two time, three time- his face crumpled with each swipe.

He immediately went inside and started whispering something but manager's face turned pale. He composed himself before facing Alan. It didn't help that Alan was known to lash out on people if he felt disrespected but this conversation was bound to happen.
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"Master Alan, I'm sorry, your card-, your card is not working. It's declined." After a while, he said in a embarrassing tone.

"What? What did you say?" Alan was already drunk.

The music was blaring but all he heard was the old bastard said. Declined? What the fuck? He drank too much but he was sober enough to maintain some sanity.

By sheer coincidence, the lady watched Alan Arjo talking with the old manager and turned off the music thoughtfully.

At this time, the old bastard also increased his voice after gathering some strength, he said, "Master Alan, your card has been stopped. No, no money was paid out." Well, this sentence was heard directly by everyone surrounded them.

A dozen young ladies looked at Alan Arjo, their eyes full of unknown meanings probably contempt or maybe they recognised him thinking what nee trouble he bury himself into.

At this moment, he flushed red, but it was clear that it was definitely not for drinking.

After receiving the card, Alan glanced at it, and instantly became angry. This was the black credit card with diamond membership that Alexis gave him few month ago, saying that he could spend upto two million US dollars without restriction.

Alan was angry at her pettiness. She was obviously trying to please herself by punishing him in this sick way. Without evem saying anything, she cut ties with him only because he partied too much? It was never a problem before! Just another reason to get back at her after all of this was over.

He wasn't angry she cut him off. He had enough money to spend on his billa but what about his face? The dignified heir's card was declined? He would become a laughing stock among elites!

" Fuck! That bitch! I will definitely make her life living hell!" He grumbled looking inside his wallet.

The problem was he only brought this one card with him, it sort of became a habit as he was keen on spending Alexis' money instead of his own for months now. The situation couldn't get more embarrassing, could it? What should he do now? Put it on his tab? Would he look like a begger infront of dozen so onlookers?

He thought about calling his security but they were loyal to his father. His shenanigans were something his father never accepted from the start. It would only make things worse.

In the end, the arrogant young master could only pull aside the old manager in a quiet corner for a chat. He had enough of other guest's sneering and whispers.

He started negotiating, the manager obviously believed his story after all he was aware of Alan's identity. Why would the heir of a conglomerate deceive him? Although the bill might be a lot in the eyes of normal people, it was chump change for someone like Alan.

Beside, Alan wouldn't want to ruin his reputation. The manager was a shrewd person, he could easily flame few rumours that could deal much more damage to Alan but for now he was trusting of his situation.

He happily shook hands, Alan promised to pay the bill of around one hundred thousand dollars with tomorrow as deadline for the debt.

If not he would not be able to get his foot inside the club again. Alan might be powerful but there were many other patrons that could back the club if some situation arose especially the owners who dealt in shady businesses.

Alan didn't even care about the fact that he blew over one hundred thousand dollars in just two hours. Most of it was used for the ladies that accompanied him. If one really tally the bills, he only consumed about a thousand of that.

The club was so accommodating of his request was because he was always this generous. He came atleast two to three times a week, drinking and having fun. Few times a year, he would be more generous paying for other guest which really helped the business.

As long as everyone was satisfied, he really didn't care about anything else after all he was who he was and no one could change that!