It was Delilah Kimberly, daughter of General Kimberly of the Southern Plains, and a famous actress. As far as James could remember, she seemed to be a renowned figure in the entertainment industry.
However, he could not understand why she would be here singing in a bar.
“Are you acquainted with her?” Maxine asked, seeing James’ expression upon noticing the woman on the stage.
“Yes…” James said, “She’s the daughter of a general of the Southern Plains. His father was killed in combat during a mission.”
“Oh.”
Delilah walked up the stage. She was wearing a revealing dress, through which her white lace bustier top could be seen.
The crowd erupted into an uproar.
“Delilah!”
“Delilah Kimberly!”
“Twerk your *ss!”
The screams and the obscene remarks reverberated throughout the bar, and the atmosphere was pushed to the climax.
However, Delilah only smiled. She began to sing, and it was music to the ears.
Then, she finished singing.
Just as she was about to leave the stage, a thirty-year-old-looking man walked up the stage with a wallet. Grabbing a wad of banknotes from the wallet, he unzipped Delilah’s dress and shoved the wad into her cleavage. “Remove your dress and this will be all yours.”
He then opened his wallet and emptied it. A packet of banknotes fell on the stage.
The crowd erupted into cheers.
“Take off your dress!”
“Show us your body!”
“Sir, I’m not a stripper,” Delilah said with a smile. Then, she turned to leave.
However, the man stopped her from leaving.
Slap!
The man slapped Delilah across the face and rebuked her, “Do you know who I am, b*tch? I’m ordering you to take off your clothes. Or else you won’t be leaving this place tonight, you hear me?”
“Long live Habib!”
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