Yvette nodded with a smile.

Her heart could not help but praise him. No wonder the owner strongly recommended this guy. His voice was heavenly!

Another male escort looked very ingratiating. “I know how to dance. Miss, shall I pole dance for you?”

“You know how to pole dance?”

Yvette was a little shocked. She had seen men pole dancing before because the rich ladies she used to socialize with had brought her to a strip club. The men there could simply do everything.

Pole dancing was naturally a cinch.

Yvette would remember that scene all her life. It was like opening the door to another world.

Several good-looking men tried their best to appeal to the rich woman in front of them, who looked at them in disdain.

That look was like a man looking down at an escort serving him drinks at a social party.

Disdain and disregard.

Yvette went back to tell her mother, but her mother just told her not to think too hard about it and just get used to it.

Yvette suddenly felt very satisfied,