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CHAPTER 1211
Chapter 1211 How Scumbags Lie
The texts‘ content was not out of line. In fact, it was very mundane.
The texts starkly contrasted with Sky’s image and created a strong sense of disparity. It was as if he could be a man worth committing to for life had he not worked in a nightclub.
For instance, there was a text that said, “Sorry, I just got off work and ordered some takeout. You should be asleep by now, right? Sleep well, goodnight.”
There was another text. “Oh, did you go today? I wasn’t there today. I was at the hospital with my grandma.
“Why didn’t you tell me in advance? Let me know next time you come. I’ll arrange my schedule for you.”
Moreover, he was always gentle and respectful to everyone. He even refused when someone tried to transfer money to him privately.
His message read, “I don’t like you coming to the bar, but this is my ob. Don’t transfer any money to me anymore. Save it for yourself. Aren’t you about to graduate? Take good care of yourself, silly.”
He really knows how to play the game.” Wynter scoffed.
faving established the dark web herself, she had seen many such conversations. Talking to several people at once and pretending he ust saw the messages when he actually just didn’t want to reply.
lefusing transfers was a tactic to make the girls come to the bar and pend more on expensive drinks. Otherwise, he would have
meet them privately and not have said things like “I don’t like you coming to the bar“.
It was just a way to keep them hooked. This made the girls feel they were special to him, that he cared for them not because they spent money but because he had genuine feelings for them.
These kinds of players had skilled ways of chatting. It made it difficult to discern their true intentions.
“His clients have a common characteristic,” Wynter remarked.
Joanne was puzzled. “A common charesteric? Are there others besides their age?”
Joanne looked over the documents again. The girls were extremely different. Some were rich and beautiful, others had average looks and came from modest backgrounds.
Their behaviors varied. They came from different regions, had no shared interests or fashion styles, and didn’t belong to the same category at all.
“Yes. All of them lack love.” Wynter looked up and fixed her gaze on a spot. “They were initially attracted to Sky’s looks at the bar. The real emotional attachment developed when they added him on social
media and started chatting.”
Following Wynter’s train of thought, Joanne went through the chat logs again. “Indeed. It seems like they only started talking a month after meeting.”
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Wynter chuckled. “Don’t ignore your intuition. Online chatting can easily create a sense of dependence.
“Imagine if someone cared about your happiness every day. They would ask if you’d eaten and spoke to you in a doting tone. How would you feel?”
“I would think he’s interested in me,” Joanne blurted out instinctively. She quickly corrected herself when she realized the setting. “I mean…”
Wynter, however, praised her, “Exactly. The other girls would think the same. Even if he never explicitly says anything and keeps
emphasizing that they’re just friends.
“However, the hints of affection he subtly drops make it feel like he’s waiting for them to break the ice.
“A lot of girls in this situation would think he’s working hard because his family has fallen on hard times, and that he’s trying to take care of his grandmother.
“Whether it was the truth or not, no one knows.”