"Bring me another glass." Noah slid the glass forward and laid on the bar drunkenly.

The next second, a hand gently tapped on his shoulder.

He had already rejected a few ladies' advances that night. At that moment, he was just utterly annoyed. He pushed her hand away. "Fuck off!"

However, not only did the lady not go away, but instead she sat down next to him.

"Mr. Anderson, it's too boring to drink alone. Let me accompany you."

Noah turned to see a young blonde lady. He furrowed his brows.