The President’s Mistake A Tale of Love and Regret novel Chapter 515

“Sorry about that; I didn’t mean to bump into you. Are you okay?” Sawyer said with a smile.

His smile was known for its irresistible allure in Saeville's circles, often referred to as a "gentle knife" for its unique ability to be both captivating and cutting.

The girls immediately blushed. The boldest among them, the one with gray hair, looked up at Sawyer with a smile and said, “You’re so handsome. Can I have your phone number?”

Sawyer's smile was slightly superficial, never quite reaching his eyes. Despite this, it was enough to make the girls swoon and lose their composure.

“Of course, here’s my number. By the way, I noticed you’re all quite pretty. I’d like to invite you all to a meal as an apology for bumping into you earlier,” Sawyer said.

The girls were ecstatic, barely able to contain their excitement. They had never encountered someone as handsome, especially one who was into motorcycles and spoke so gracefully.

The prospect of being treated at Red Shift was exhilarating, and they felt as though they were on the verge of entering high society. Two of the girls even patted their chests in excitement, overwhelmed by the prospect of a dreamlike evening.

The gray-haired girl, eager to confirm the details, asked, “It’s a deal! What time should we meet at Red Shift?”

Sawyer replied with a grin, “Let’s meet at six o’clock in the evening at the entrance of Red Shift. I’ll arrange for someone to let you in. Feel free to enjoy yourselves and charge everything to me.”

“That sounds amazing! What’s your name?”

The gray-haired girl was clearly interested in Sawyer, and the other girls, not wanting to be left behind, eagerly clamored to get his phone number.

Sawyer casually gave out a number, one belonging to a tech-savvy friend of his. He handed it to the girls and then walked out confidently.

Once outside, Sawyer approached his motorcycle and made a phone call to his assistant.

“There will be a few girls coming to Red Shift at six tonight. Just make sure they get in, and you don’t need to worry about anything else. They’ll manage on their own and leave afterward,” Sawyer instructed.

The assistant, hearing that Sawyer was again bringing girls to a nightclub, shook his head internally. He hadn’t anticipated that this time it would be six girls. Would Mr. Sawyer be able to manage?