Chapter 321 Ashenpelt
- In the heart of Springville, a city rich in local culture, there was a bar that exuded a distinctive regional charm ...
- "Pretty lady, may I join you for a drink?"
- A middle-aged man dressed in an impeccable white suit while holding two Bloody Mary cocktails walked over to a booth. His movements were smooth and refined as he extended the invitation to the woman seated at the table.