The Guardian's Sword

Chapter 1949

"10%."

Lyla did not hold back and answered right away.

Zander did a little math when he heard that. He nodded and said, "10% is pretty
good. If your clients spend 10,000 here, you'll earn 1,000 dollars a night and then
30,000 dollars in a month, which is more than what most ordinary people earn."
Lyla saved 200,000 for herself in a few months, which was pretty normal if you
calculated it that way.

It was indeed profitable to be a hostess, but you would get a bad reputation, and
it was easy to put yourself in danger.

Lyla said helplessly, "How did you calculate it that way? Zander, my clients
usually won't spend as much as 10,000 dollars. I'm already laughing up my
sleeve if they spent 3,000 or 4,000 dollars. Most people who come to nightclubs
are poor. There are very few rich people like you. Besides, rich people are
difficult. Even if someone rich came here, I'm not necessarily the one to
accompany them, and I don’t want to accompany them."

Sean said, "You've made enough money. The most important thing now is to
finish college safely and get a proper job.”

"Dr. Lennon, there you go again. You're not my father. Why do you care about me
so much..."

Lyla said sweetly, holding Sean's arm.

Just then, an alluring woman of 24 or 25 years old walked over, accompanied by
a young man.

The woman passed by and saw Lyla wrapping her arms around Sean's arm. She
sneered and said, "Lyla, did you call your friend to back you up again?

You keep ripping off your acquaintances. Aren't you afraid you'll be alone in the
future?"

"1 didn’t rip off my acquaintances!"

Lyla fumed.

The woman sneered and said, “You didn't? Didn't you make the people you
invited here drunk and make them order a lot of alcohol? Did you know they
complained to Boss? If Boss didn't help you, you'll have to compensate them.”
"They ordered it themselves. What's that got to do with me?"

Lyla said, puffing her cheeks.

The woman's face grew more smug. She glanced at the young man next to her
and said proudly, "Lyla, I know you're trying to beat me. But don't forget you're
just a newcomer in our nightclub, and I've been here for years. You're not
qualified to compete with me."

"See the man next to me? He's Mr. Eugene Mill, son of Midwich's famous leather
dealer. With him around, you won't be able to beat me tonight."

The woman glanced at Sean and Zander again and said with a sneer, "You two
should take it easy. Don't force it to save face. The drinks in our nightclub are
expensive. Be careful that you'll go broke and leave here naked after paying with
everything you own."

With that said, the woman left with Mr. Mill.

However, they did not go very far. They sat down two tables away.

As soon as she sat down, the woman leaned against Mr. Mill and even put her
fair and beautiful legs on his.

With a cigar in one hand, Mr. Mill smoked it and groped her.

Sean frowned at the sight of it, while Zander looked slightly envious.

Zander was a man after all, so it was not surprising that he was envious. He did
not shy away from women like Sean.

"Who's that woman?"

Sean asked.

Lyla gritted her teeth and said, "Her name is Lara Michalka. She's a famous
hostess here. She has worked here for years and knows many people, so many
customers are willing to patronize her, so she gets orders worth tens of
thousands everyday."

After a pause, Lyla added, "I've done well a couple of times, so Lara is wary of
me, thinking I'm stealing her clients, so she's bullying and provoking me to get
me out of here.” 1 "Really..."