I Breathe Euro

Jack then saw a young girl around his age coming forward to help him out. Jack shook his hand and said, "No, it's okay; I didn't bring money with me."

"It's alright. How about you become my friend, then you don't owe me anything?" The girl smilingly said.

Jack nodded, deciding to check out the place. If she insisted on paying despite his refusal, that was her choice.

"Alright, as for a couple ticket," the young girl smilingly said.

"Hey, give us a couple of tickets," Jack said to the person on the counter.

"$75"

"Here, there are exactly $75," the girl said with a smile as she handed Jack three $20 bills, one $10 bill, and a $5 bill.

Jack felt strangely out of place. He was accustomed to casually handing over extra money without a second thought, but now, meticulously counting each bill felt oddly unnatural, as if he were stepping into someone else's routine. It was a shift that made him question his own habits.

"Why are you counting it? Just gave him the money, "the girl urged Jack to just hand over the money and get the tickets.

Jack did exactly that, as this was not his money anyway.

"Hey, I am not poor; I can give the money back to you," Jack said as they were about to enter. The girl smilingly held Jack's arm and didn't say anything.

As they were about to enter, a bouncer was standing in front of them; everyone ahead of them was showing IDs.

Jack also pulled out his ID as he was already 18, and he doesn't have to fear anything; the girl who was holding his arm gulped.

As they approached the bouncer, Jack showed his international driving license and German national ID.

The bouncer first looked at Jack's foreign ID, then looked at the girl who was smiling.

He let them enter as he thought the girl was a foreigner as well, and Jack was showing both of their IDs together.

The girl blinked her eyes with disbelief as she entered the club; she felt like she was dreaming.

Jack then looked at the club; it looked good with young ladies being present, and they were dancing as if there's no tomorrow.

Jack then walked where he could see those asses move, but he noticed the girl was not removing her hands from his arms. As she was tiny, she looked more like a baby that's lost.

"Hey, you're in; you can go anywhere," Jack said while he tried to remove his hand from hers.

"No... No, we could just enjoy the time together; I could buy you a drink." The girl really thought Jack was a poor person who was wearing non-brand but gorgeous clothes.

As Jack's clothing looked super good, but she doesn't recognize any of it, she is wearing a Gucci dress and Cartier watch, which is approximately around $30K, so Jack looked like a bum, a handsome bum.

Jack felt a little frustrated because he was used to being a free man, and if she held him back like this, even though it was the slightest bit, he felt weird and restrained.

She was taking Jack everywhere she wanted; Jack's mouth twitched, he jerked his hand as he was frustrated, then looked at the girl who was looking at him with a shocked expression.

"Why did you do that?" The girl asked; she was clearly entitled, and she was angry.

"Well, I need to call someone," Jack said as he pulled out his S24 Ultra.

Seeing the phone, the girl snickered and waited on the side for Jack to finish his call.

Can't miss this foreigner homeless; I need to utilize him for IDs.

The girl's thinking was straight; as she was an underage girl, she needed someone to back her up, and Jack was the perfect person for it.

Jack directly called his building manager, as it was 1 am in the morning. The manager didn't pick up his phone.

As Jack felt hopeless, he saw the security guard who was following him around was looking at him from a corner with a weird gaze.

Jack gestured to him with his head to come near; the guard came as fast as he could.

"Do you have $100? I promise to pay you tomorrow," Jack said, as his bank has tons of euros in it.

"Yes sir, I've got that much." The security guard was polite about it and was very happy to help Jack.

"What's your name?" Jack asked as he took the money from a complete stranger.

"My name is Clark Kane, sir. I am new to this business," Clark explained to Jack, as he was new, so he was trying to improve as much as possible.

"No, you're good. Come on, let's talk while we walk to the hotel together," Jack said as he started toward the bratty girl.

"Here's a hundred dollars. Just leave me alone," Jack said as he stuffed the note into the girl's hand.

The girl looked at Jack with a shocked expression; she was certain that Jack didn't have money, and how was he offering her money just to leave her alone?

Amanda Hathaway was the most beautiful girl across all three schools and the richest by far. With a father worth at least $2 billion, she had never experienced rejection in her life.

As a sixteen-year-old, whatever she wanted, her dad would bring it to her, like on her last birthday she asked for a Ferrari; her dad really gifted it to her.

So, Jack directly giving her money was the last thing she expected.

"No, you can't go. You have to be with me," Amanda said. She was bewildered. How can Jack go on his way?

"Look, I don't know you, and now I don't owe you shit," Jack said as he gestured for the security guard to follow him along.

As Jack was leaving the club while talking with the security guard, Amanda followed Jack out of the club too.

"How can you just leave me?" Amanda screamed from behind.