"Sir~ interested in joining me for a dip in the rooftop pool?"
"Sorry, I don't think so," Su Chen once again turned down an invitation from a sexy, curvaceous woman.
Seeing that his gaze didn't even flicker in her direction, the woman knew Su Chen wasn't interested and turned back into the crowd.
At first, Su Chen had thought this party would be some kind of high-class affair, but he soon realized it was different from what he'd imagined.
It wasn't like what Arthur had described—a place for top financial magnates to exchange confidential information or secure business channels unknown to the general public.
Instead, the scene was a crowd of people fawning over Arthur, John, and Abdullah. There were even socialites from well-known families, dressed in revealing and skimpy outfits, pressing themselves against the men.
