Before Drew even had a chance to make introductions, the girl on the left stepped forward confidently. She was wearing a black lace tube top and a miniskirt that barely reached mid-thigh.
"Good evening, handsome. I'm Lina, and this is my best friend, Anya. We're both freshmen at the School of the Arts…"
As expected from an art school student, Lina didn't just have a stunning face—her figure was equally striking, and her bold fashion sense left little to the imagination.
With her flawless looks and eye-catching outfit, she would've been the center of attention even in the middle of a packed dance floor.
Especially those long, slender legs under her skirt—they weren't skinny stick legs, but strong and proportionate, the kind you'd expect to see on a K-pop idol. Sleek, athletic, with a wild edge that perfectly matched Zach's type.
Standing beside her, Anya was clearly the quieter of the two. Her outfit was much more reserved—loose-fit jeans and a cropped tank top. She looked more like someone who'd come to window shop at a mall rather than party in a nightclub.
Her figure wasn't as immediately noticeable, but her face was something else. She had delicate features with a soft, pure charm that stood out the moment you looked at her—something sweet and effortlessly memorable.
"Hi there, cutie. I'm Suzie…" said one of the girls on the right. She had a short bob haircut and radiated a confident, sexy aura. Her low-cut, belly-baring top clung tightly to her curves.
Next to her was Bonnie, dressed in a sleek office-lady outfit complete with black stockings. Her look was elegant but cool, and her name fit—she gave off a naturally aloof, ice-queen vibe.
After the introductions, Zach patted the couch beside him and smiled.
"Nice to meet you, ladies. Have a seat."
"Thanks, babe~!" Lina chirped sweetly, grabbing Anya's hand and sliding onto the couch to Zach's left.
Not wanting to miss out, the other two quickly moved to his right. Suzie was a step faster and claimed the seat closest to him.
Zach waved to Drew and then turned to the girls.
"So, what are you all drinking tonight?"
Even though it was clear Drew had already briefed them, and their earlier introductions had come off friendly and relaxed, Zach wasn't about to take any chances—especially since this was all part of his plan to maximize returns through the system.
"I'm good with whatever, babe," Lina said quickly. "But this is my bestie's first time at a club. She hasn't really drunk much before, so she might need something light…"
Zach glanced at Anya beside him. She avoided eye contact, lowering her head shyly under his gaze.
That reaction piqued his curiosity.
Was she really new to this scene?
Or were the two of them playing a little act—good girl and party girl—as part of their approach?
Zach wasn't here to interrogate anyone. He was here to enjoy the night—and make some serious money while he was at it. He let the thought pass and turned back to Drew.
"Let's go ahead and open the AuroraSip."
"Right away, Zach. We've got a few variations of the AuroraSip package. Take a look here…"
Drew pulled out the tablet, tapped through a few screens, and handed it over.
The cheapest "Elite Class" set was over $4,500. The "Royal Opulence" came in at $9,888, and the top-tier "Imperial Luxe" set was priced at $11,888.
Zach glanced over the options without much hesitation and said,
"Start with the Imperial Luxe. Let's drink."
Drew could hardly contain his excitement. He respectfully took Zach's card, swiped it through the POS terminal, and then turned back with a nod.
"Zach, whenever you're ready—please enter your PIN."
After Zach entered his PIN, the POS machine immediately printed the receipt. He signed it, and Drew gave a small bow before handing the card and slip back to him with both hands.
"Zach, give me just a moment—I'll get everything arranged for you right away…"
Zach simply waved him off without replying, his attention now focused entirely on the system panel.
[You've spent $11,888. Cashback received: $1,188,800!]
Over 1.18 million—instantly in the system balance.
Zach felt a rush of excitement but kept his expression steady. This was just the beginning. With time, he'd be handling even larger amounts of money, and he needed to start getting used to it now.
While Zach kept his cool, the girls sitting around him were visibly stunned.
Suzie and Bonnie were regulars at LUXE. Lina had caught a glimpse of the pricing tablet earlier, so all of them were fully aware of how expensive the Imperial Luxe set was—an eye-watering $11,888.
Even though they'd been to this club plenty of times, they had never been part of a party at this level.
Usually, scoring a single bottle of Ace of Spades or getting a "Elite Class" set around $4,500 was already a win.
But right out of the gate? A Imperial Luxe? This was their first time experiencing something like that.
And the way Zach swiped his card—it was like he'd just spent $8, not nearly $12,000.
Zach already had striking looks, but now, backed by serious money, his charm was off the charts.
Just then, Lina leaned in close, her breath warm against his ear as she whispered:
"Zach… that's way too much money. Honestly, a few cocktails would've been more than enough…"
Her voice was soft, and as she spoke, he caught a faint, sweet scent from her—something youthful, light, and undeniably feminine.
Zach turned his head slightly to look at her. Lina was blinking up at him with wide, innocent eyes, her expression full of concern—as if she genuinely cared whether he spent too much.
Faintly, Zach could almost smell that familiar trace of green tea—not the drink, but the metaphor.
So this wild little party girl had a green tea core after all.
He'd already swiped the card, and now she was acting like she was trying to save him money?
Zach hadn't expected it. Lina, with her sexy wild-girl image, was clearly a green tea type underneath.
Still, he didn't mind. He was here to have fun—and a little "green tea" sweetness made the night more interesting.
Who could resist a soft-spoken, doting girl who called you "Zach" like that?
"It's all good. We're out to enjoy ourselves—what's a little spending?"
Zach smiled, tone light and easy.
"Honestly, I haven't been to many clubs. Figured tonight was as good a time as any to try out this whole Imperial Luxe thing."
He wasn't lying. There was no hint of embarrassment in his voice, just a calm, matter-of-fact truth.
But Lina wasn't buying all of it.
She believed he didn't go out to clubs often—that much was obvious. But the idea that he'd never popped a bottle of Ace of Spades? That part was hard to believe.
Anyone who could casually order the Imperial Luxe set definitely wasn't new to this kind of scene.
She figured he was just playing it down, maybe to make them feel more comfortable—especially since she'd mentioned earlier that her best friend didn't drink much.
Otherwise, there was no reason to splurge this hard on a weeknight when a regular table in Zone 0 could've been had for around $3,000—and a Elite Class would've done the job just fine.