Villains Act Shamelessly: The Heiress was the Great National Master!-Chapter 104: What’s Wrong with Her Wanting to Check Out the Bar?
Thea Shaw, bored, decided to scroll through some popular short videos.
The short videos depicted a wide array of lifestyles, all incredibly fascinating.
Thea continued to scroll, finding them utterly intriguing, and suddenly stumbled upon a popular video.
The video was clearly shot in a nightclub, featuring a social media influencer, but her presence wasn’t the reason the video was trending.
Behind the flashy influencer, she noticed someone who was initially treated as just background scenery.
But he was no longer just background; the man’s commanding aura entirely dominated the center of the video.
The man wore a black turtleneck and black trousers, standing on the second floor of the bar, casually glancing at his phone; he appeared tall with long legs and was wrapped from head to toe, seeming epitomically virtuous — yet virtuous men wouldn’t frequent bars.
Even through the heavily filtered, blurry video, his breathtaking beauty was undeniable.
She opened the comments section, which was full of people asking who the stunning man behind the influencer was.
Thea noticed because this man bore an uncanny resemblance to Landon Ford...
After a couple of seconds pondering, Thea forwarded the video to Landon Ford: [Landon, is this you behind her?]
Landon Ford quickly responded: [What?]
Landon: [Probably, I went there for a friend’s birthday party yesterday.]
Landon: [Always running into random stuff.]
Is this the arrogance of a wealthy heir?
Thea Shaw jested: [Alright, hey, what place is this?]
The nightclub’s decor looked pretty upscale.
She clicked on the influencer’s video and found the nightclub’s description from the attached link. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎
The place was called ’KING’S Bar’—a name that was pretentious, arrogant, and ultimately meaningless. Reading the description further:
Oh, it’s a famous nightclub in Aethelgard, a hotspot for wealthy heirs.
Simply put, it was—expensive.
Landon: [Why do you ask?]
Landon: [Not a place for you.]
Thea didn’t reply.
She glanced at it, thinking, what does "not a place for you" even mean?
There wasn’t anywhere she was not supposed to go.
She was already twenty; add thirty years in Women’s Respect Country, and her psychological age was practically eighty. She hadn’t even been to a nightclub yet.
What a monotonous life.
In the past, she hadn’t been interested, but seeing the crowd dance chaotically in the bar now, she found it quite lively.
Modern folks colloquially called this clubbing.
Upon returning to the video, she saw it had an error message — Landon must have acted fast; it was capitalist power at its most unrestrained.
Checking the time, it seemed about right.
Mrs. Sutton and Mr. Sutton had gone to send Uncle back abroad; the house was peaceful now, with no one around to intervene.
Thea found the nightclub address through Baidu and prepared herself for the experience.
Landon: [You’re not planning to go, are you?]
Seeing the message, Thea quietly put down her phone, not intending to reply.
Planning or not, she was already on her way.
It was merely the Great National Master understanding the lives of citizens.
The car soon arrived at ’KING’S Bar’; the whole street was full of nightclubs, packed with young men and women, and luxury cars were everywhere.
As she was about to get off, the driver glanced at her and kindly asked, "You’re going to a bar, do your family know?"
Thea: "..."
What does it have to do with family?!
As a dignified Great National Master, what was wrong with wanting to check out a nightclub?!
