"That's right!" Connor nodded and said faintly.
"May I know who this friend of yours is?" Duty manager Falcao's eyes flashed with a fleeting radiance, as he probed Connor with a question.
Hearing Falcao's probing words, Connor swept a glance at him and said: "George Sanchez!"
"Sir, this way please!" Hearing Connor say George's name, Falcao didn't waste any more words and gave the waitress a look to send her away. Then, he led Connor to the second floor of Du-Wei Coffee Shop. To his surprise, Connor could see that the second floor was filled with private rooms. Moreover, each room was equipped with expensive soundproofing materials. Under the effect of the soundproofing materials, no one outside the room would be able to hear the cries of the ordinary people inside the room.
However, even though the soundproofing materials could block out cries, it couldn't block out the probing power of Connor, a Spirit Sorcerer. Connor could see that most of the private rooms on the second floor were just normal banquets and social gatherings. Perhaps the scale was a bit too big, but it wasn't too out of line. There were also a few private rooms that were doing something indescribable, something that would attract the attention of the mythical river crab if it was mentioned.
Connor, who had transmigrated to this world for quite some time, was already used to such occurrences. In this society where the economy was constantly developing, morality was gradually declining. People began to laugh at the poor rather than the prostitutes. What was happening in the private room was nothing at all. Not to mention this, even in this world, there were even more exciting gatherings. Connor had also seen such scenes in groups.
However, what made Connor a little curious was why George would choose such a place to meet him. Could it be that after being grounded for so long by his father, Mr. Harvey, he couldn't suppress his lust anymore?
With such doubts in mind, Connor followed Falcao around the second floor until they finally stopped in front of a private room that looked even more luxurious than the one before.
"Sir, young master George is inside!" Pointing at the door, Falcao whispered to Connor.
Connor casually fished out two one gold pound notes from his wallet and tossed them into Falcao's arms. "One for you, the other for that waitress from before!" Connor said indifferently.
After speaking, Connor didn't care if Falcao understood his words or not and pushed open the door to the private room.
Gazing at George, who was sitting upright on the chair in the private room with his eyes closed, a glint of astonishment flashed in Connor's eyes. At that moment, George seemed to have sensed Connor's arrival. He opened his eyes and looked at Connor, who entered the private room.
"I haven't seen you for a few months, and you've changed a lot!" Connor gazed deeply at George and said with a smile.
The current George gave Connor the feeling that he was a completely different person. Not only was his temperament a lot calmer, but his appearance had also changed a lot. His body was abnormally thin, and his cheeks were almost sunken. He looked like he had just recovered from a serious illness.
Seeing Connor's appearance, George squeezed out a smile and stood up from his chair. He gave Connor a light hug and said bitterly: "Emperor Laurel once said, things remain the same, but people change!"
Although it was very funny to hear such a crappy Chinese idiom coming from a typical westerner like George, Connor didn't feel like laughing. However, Connor didn't smile at all. The last time he met George was at Locke's villa near Green University more than half a year ago. At that time, George wasn't like this. Obviously, something major happened to George after they met last time, which made George become like this!
On the third day after Connor returned to the apartment, Connor received a letter from George. In the letter, George wrote that he had moved out of Locke's villa after being grounded and invited him to meet up. George's letter was somewhat unexpected to Connor. After all, when he sneaked into Locke's villa last time, he and George agreed that George would be grounded for at most two to three months before being released. However, he didn't expect George to be released from Locke's villa by his father, Mr. Harvey after more than half a year.
Although Connor was a little surprised that George had only just ended his confinement, the words on the letter were indeed George's handwriting. That was why Connor didn't suspect anything and came here.
After sitting opposite George in the private room, George poured himself and Connor a glass of Romano Conti. Both men had their own thoughts, so they didn't say much. After clinking their glasses, they downed the Conti in one gulp.
After drinking the Conti, George looked at Connor and said, "Connor, have you been to that place?"
Although George didn't directly say where "that place" was, Connor seemed to know very well what George was talking about. He nodded and said, "A month after we parted ways at Locke's villa, I went there, but it was empty. There wasn't a trace left behind!"
"Mhmm, thank you, Connor!" George didn't seem surprised by Connor's answer. He didn't show any surprise or astonishment. Instead, he raised his glass again and toasted Connor.
After clinking glasses with George, Connor downed the wine in his glass again. He looked at George and said in a deep voice, "If there's a need, I'm more than capable of helping you. George, I'm much stronger than you think!"
Although Connor's principle had always been to be cautious, George was his first friend in this world. Although he didn't know why George became like this, Connor felt that as long as he could do it, he would do his best to help George.
Without saying much, George toasted Connor again. After a while, George looked at Connor and said faintly, "I appreciate your kindness, Connor, but this matter has come to an end!"
"George, if you've really made up your mind, I will respect your decision!" Connor said in a deep voice as he placed his glass on the table.
"The old man and I have talked about it. I've thought about it a lot. Perhaps this is fate …" George said with a bitter smile.
This time, Connor raised his glass and toasted to George. He really admired George's courage. If he were George, he would definitely fight to the death …
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