Chapter 112 Don't Hold Yourself Back
Eula followed, admiring the woman's slender waist accentuated by her outfit. With long, white, shapely legs on display, the staff on the 12th floor indeed lived up to their legendary beauty.
Noticing Eula trailing, Judson paused, extending his hand to hers. "What's on your mind?"
Snapped back to reality, she whispered, "I've always heard the women on the 12th floor are the top-notch. Today has been an eye-opener."
Judson's eyebrows knitted slightly—he knew her looks and figure surpassed that of any woman here, yet she was unaware of her own radiance.
They approached room 1206, where a hostess pushed the door open for them. Judson, holding Eula's hand, entered the spacious, well-equipped entertainment room.
Hugo was comfortably settled on the longest couch, lively chatting up a woman on each arm. Eula paid him no mind; known as a notorious playboy, there had never been a shortage of women around him.
Her gaze swept the room, stopping upon Elbert Hicks sitting across the other side, with the girl she'd seen at his place earlier, both singing a duet. As they noticed the newcomers, Elbert glanced over and spoke into his microphone.
"Welcome Judson, Miss Lowe."
The private room was buzzing with a mix of guys and girls, mostly Hugo's friends—the usual crowd of trust-fund babies and society's young elite.
With a faint smile, Eula had one goal tonight: to do whatever it took to get Elbert Hicks to agree to donate bone marrow to Estelle.
The crowd glanced over as many stood to give way to Judson, allowing him to choose his company.
Slipping her hand from Judson's, Eula made her way to Elbert's side with a brisk walk.
"Elbert Hicks, feeling the music? Mind if I join you?" she teased.
Elbert couldn't help but smirk as the girl practically threw herself at him; he shot Judson a reassuring brow lift, silently promising to fulfill his end of the deal.
"Thomas, it's time you headed back. It's getting late, and you have class tomorrow."
The girl singing karaoke reluctantly pouted. "Elbert, Mom asked me to keep an eye on you, to make sure you don't get into trouble. Grandpa would have a fit if he found out."
She didn't want to leave; she wanted to stay by his side.
But Elbert gestured for someone to take her home.
Two men in black suits, likely the family's bodyguards, approached. One of them addressed Thomas.
"Miss, if you please."
Thomas frowned, "Elbert…"
Elbert nudged her, "Off you go. I can't have any fun with you around."
He couldn't flirt with girls in front of his sister—therefore, despite hitting the town these past few nights, he hadn't even mingled with women.
Thomas glanced at Eula, recognizing the woman she had seen earlier that day. Could this be the one his brother fancied?
So she took another look before she left the room.
Judson lounged on a sofa nearby, his coat removed, revealing a black shirt. His arm rested casually on the armrest, a cigarette between his fingers quietly burning to its end.
People came by to toast him. He met their eyes firmly and tilted his head back to sip his drink, his brows knitting together as he watched the woman across the room.
Hugo plopped down next to him, observing his laid-back demeanor with interest.
"Judson, you planning on making a move on that chick?"
