Any woman would be amazed to see these handsome guys.

Debra stepped into the middle of the group. Michael stood off to the side, one hand in his pocket and the other making a phone gesture by his ear.

She knew he was signaling for her to have fun and call him afterward.

The club was loud and chaotic.

One man, dressed in an open-cor ck suit, approached her. His deep, captivating eyes sparkled with an intriguing desire. He raised his drink and gestured toward her with an inviting hand.

Debra nced at his drink and smiled. His wine was not up to standard.

She made the usual nightclub gesture, ordering ten drinks and another most expensive bottle on the menu.

Her move caught the attention of those around her. Before long, she became the center of attention.

A group of exotic beauties wearing bikinis and holding lighted signs danced around the club. Then they brought the wine to Debra''s booth.

She grinned and raised her hand again.

The waitresses were all stunned.

Debra raised an eyebrow and crossed her fingers in an X shape. She did it twice.

The escorts standing nearby stared, confused. No way. 100 bottles?

The DJ on stage grabbed the mic and shouted, "To Lady 8088, she''s picking up the tab for the whole club."

The crowd erupted into cheers. The atmosphere hit a new high.

Everyone was now eager to find out who the woman at booth 8088 was. When they saw Debra sitting there, they froze.

Her beauty was undeniable, and under the lights, she seemed almost ethereal. Her face could easily take over the entire nightclub.

The escorts at the booth quickly moved closer, offering her drinks.

Debra downed a ss in one go but stopped there.

"Miss, you seem kind of upset." One of the escorts leaned in, his breath brushing against her earlobe.

Debra reached up and pressed her hand to his jaw. She admired his face and whispered back, "If you drink, maybe I''ll cheer up."

She took off one of her earrings and ced it on the table covered in spilled alcohol. In a voice only those at their booth could hear, she said, "Whoever drinks the most in the next ten minutes will have this earring."

The six men hesitated, and she casually added, "It''s not expensive, only 100 thousand dors."