The unexpected sound caught both Katelyn and Aimee off-guard.

They looked up to see a young man, around eighteen years old, standing before them.

He was dressed in a slightly worn white T-shirt and jeans, his eyes conveying innocence.

Katelyn exchanged a questioning glance with Aimee, silently asking, Is this your cute young lover? Aimee shook her head, understanding Katelyn’s thoughts.

Her lover was certainly not as good-looking as this one.

Katelyn cleared her throat and addressed the young man. “You must have mistaken us for someone else. We don’t know you.”

The young man shook his head, looking a little embarrassed. “Ladies, I’m a waiter here. I’m in charge of selling drinks. I was wondering if you’d be interested in some wine I’m offering. If you purchase it, I can earn a commission.”

His words came hesitantly, and his eyes revealed his shyness. He seemed like a college student who had just started working at the bar.

This immediately piqued Aimee’s interest. She rested her chin on her hand and asked curiously, “What made you decide to work at a bar at such a young age? Bars are filled with all kinds of people.”

Someone like this young man—naive yet attractive—could easily draw the wrong kind of attention.

The young man pressed his lips together before explaining awkwardly, “My family is facing financial difficulties. A friend suggested I could make more money working at a bar, so I decided to give it a try. My parents are unwell, and I have a younger sister still in school.”

Katelyn’s expression softened as she processed his words.

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A challenging environment, sick parents, a sibling still in school—it was clear he had a heavy load of responsibilities weighing on him.

She observed the young man with a growing sense of curiosity. His shyness and awkwardness seemed genuine, revealing the real struggles beneath his appearance.

“We’ll buy all the wine you have. Think of the commission as a small act of kindness from us.”

The young man’s expression brightened with joy. “Really? I can offer you a discount.”

Aimee waved her hand dismissively, signaling that it wasn’t necessary. “No need; it’s just a small amount. By the way, are you allowed to drink? Why don’t you join us for a drink?”

Katelyn quickly interjected, “It might not be a good idea. He’s on duty.”

A brief flicker of disappointment crossed Aimee’s face.

She simply wanted someone like this young man to fill the void in her heart after her recent breakup. Despite having been in several relationships, she found herself drawn to his innocence. To Katelyn’s surprise, the young man took a seat next to her.

Even under the vibrant lights, his blushing cheeks were clearly visible.

He hesitated before saying, “I can join you for a drink, but it’ll cost more.”

Aimee chuckled and quickly transferred a generous amount of money to him via her phone. “Will this cover it?”

The young man’s eyes lit up with excitement. “More than enough. This will help pay for my mother’s treatment.”

Despite his cheerful demeanor, there was a hint of sadness lingering in his eyes.

Katelyn took a closer look at his clothes. His outfit and shoes were worn, yet tidy. The signs of use were evident.

The responsibility of his family’s struggles weighed heavily on him, despite his youth.

Katelyn sent him a significant amount as well. “Take this as a day off, courtesy of us. Enjoy yourself.”

The young man’s eyes welled up with tears of gratitude. “Thank you, ladies. You are truly kind.”

Katelyn almost smiled, handing him a tissue. “Don’t cry. My friend here isn’t in the best mood. If you can brighten her day, I’ll add a bonus to your tip.”

“No problem.”

The young man seemed energized, like he’d just had a burst of sugar. His gaze intensified as he looked at Aimee. “I’ll handle it.”

In the bar, everyone had their own way of making extra tips. Even this innocent-looking young man knew how to charm. Discover more novels at Find_Novel(.)net

Before long, he had Aimee chuckling, her earlier grumpiness completely forgotten.

Katelyn was satisfied with how things had turned out, and true to her word, she transferred a substantial five-figure sum to him.

The young man, energized by the generosity, entertained them with even more enthusiasm.

Katelyn reclined on the sofa, a drink in her hand, her gaze casually sweeping over the dance floor below.

Just then, the young man leaned in close, whispering in her ear. His words startled her so much that she nearly dropped her glass.

“Miss, what do you think about keeping me as your sweetheart? I promise I’ll be a good boy for you!”

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