"Really?"
"Don't be fooled by how I look right now. I've always been a top student. Someday, I'll make something of myself."
"Who says working in this field means you lack ambition?"
Sophie replied, "Every job has its own worth. If you're feeling uneasy, just remind yourself you're here to soothe others. As long as your intentions are pure, your actions will follow."
"…Thanks."
Cassidy knocked back the glass of red wine in one go.
Sophie continued, "I've asked all my questions. You should get some rest."
"You really… don't want to…?"
Cassidy hesitated, feeling too shy to finish. Even though he could charm his clients effortlessly, with Sophie, he was afraid of saying the wrong thing.
"No, I'm married."
Hearing this, Cassidy was taken aback: "Then why did you still…"
Sophie smiled, "Didn't your boss ever tell you not to dig into a client's personal life?"
"…Sorry."
"I have a card here that'll cover your school and startup costs. After tonight, you might not want to stick around this club. But… I think you have what it takes to run a place like this. I'll give you a day to mull it over. If you decide to dive into business, I'll let you manage a club and even give you a cut. The catch is… I need a little favor from you."
Cassidy, confused, asked, "What kind of favor?"
Sophie beckoned Cassidy closer.
He obediently sidled up to Sophie.
Sophie whispered something in his ear.
Cassidy furrowed his brow, saying, "…I'll think about it."
"I'm only giving you one day. If you don't decide by then, I'll look for someone else."
"Alright."
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