Montreal, CanadaThe music at the nightclub was deafening. But instead, it made Claire so happy that she expressed herself more through dance.She climbed onto the stage and people began to cheer at her dance moves.Meanwhile, in the southern part of the nightclub, a tall, athletic, good-looking man stood holding his wine glass.That man was Felix Homann, a man of British descent who was enjoying his time at the club after finishing his business.So many women were trying to catch his eye and flirt with him but he ignored them all.Right now he could be seen staring in amazement at Claire, the girl wearing the fiery red dress who had captured the attention of the club goers with her beautiful dancing. The girl was not only beautiful but also very attractive. Captivated by her beautiful face, Felix immediately said to the assistant, “She's very beautiful. Is she one of the dancers at this club?” “I don't know, sir. But judging by her style of dress, she's probably a prostitute,” An
“Claire, you have disappointed me a lot.” Claire looked down, “But it was only once, Dad. Gran, just one time. I never did that again.” “You useless grandson! You've tarnished the good name of the Michel family in front of the company officials,” Christine said, looking annoyed at her granddaughter.“Nana, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it.”“But all the bigwigs of this company know, Claire. And even the pictures of you with that obscure man were on display earlier. What else can you do?” Henry said in a fit of rage. Claire was choked up.A few hours later, Claire was sitting on the floor in front of all the Michel family members who were all sitting on chairs. The girl could only look down deeply, not knowing what to do. Jasmine, Claire's younger sister who had just returned from college, was also there but chose to remain a silent spectator. “Ludwig's family has been in touch, they broke off your engagement. Now, he is going to North Carolina to forget about you,” Christine started
“Mom, how can Claire survive if she has nothing?” Lindsay said, shocked. She had never expected Christine to be that kind to her granddaughter.She then added, “Mom, please let her carry it all.” “No. Let's take out all the facilities that I gave you, Claire!” Christine commanded, not wanting to be denied.With tear-filled eyes, Clairer reached into her wallet and took out all the cards she had and the car keys. She wiped her tears and left the living room. Before she reached the door, she heard her grandmother still grumbling, “What does she think it's like to live outside? Let her understand how hard it is to live outside.” Claire closed her eyes for a moment, endured the pain in her heart and then walked quickly away from the house. She stopped a taxi. “Sir, could you please lift the suitcase?” “Oh, yes ma'am, just a moment.” Jasmine watched her sister's departure from the window. After the taxi left the front yard of the Michel family home, Jasmine grinned, “I'm sorry, Sis
“Nothing was recorded that day, sir. It seems like the CCTV in the whole building was broken that night,” Andrew replied. “Why is that? She was nowhere to be found and even the CCTV was broken at that time. Don't you think this is strange?” Felix began to feel that there was something odd about it. Andrew responded, “In my opinion, there could have been a malfunction, sir. And since the photos aren't very clear either, then ....” Felix gave him a sharp look that prevented Andrew from finishing his sentence. “This is strange. I'm even more curious. Who exactly is she? Is it possible that she's not a comfort woman?” he muttered in confusion. Andrew was still silent. “Have you questioned the staff here?” “I have, sir. Twice, in fact. But their answers remain the same. No one knows that woman.”Felix touched his chin, growing increasingly clueless. “It gets weirder. Andrew, investigate again. I don't want to know, you have to find her at all costs.” However, day after day passed,
Sherly clicked her tongue, "I just came in last night, right after you got home." "Why all of a sudden, ma'am?" Claire said in surprise. "Yeah, I don't know, he basically brought a big group and booked all the parts in the Cleveland area." Claire gaped. She immediately sat down in her chair and opened the information screen. The area in question was the area with the most complete facilities in the resort and of course the prices were the highest. "Crazy. He must be really rich to have booked the whole area. How could he have paid for it all again?" Claire stared at the screen in disbelief. Sherly nodded with a smile on her face, "Are you in charge of the welcome event?" "Why me, ma'am? Wouldn't you do it if you had such a big client?" Claire asked in surprise. "Just you this time, I have business outside the resort for a few days," Sherly said. Claire sighed. "Don't stress too much about looking like that! There's an extra bonus," Sherly said. Claire, who was originally we
Stuttering, Claire let the strange man take the bouquet of flowers but she herself was still stunned. No, Claire. He can't possibly remember you. That was many years ago. This man in front of you is Don Juan. How could he possibly remember one of his prey? You're just thinking too much, Claire. The woman shook her head, trying to convince herself that the strange man had really forgotten about her. Felix cleared his throat quite loudly until Claire finally woke up from her reverie and immediately said, "Sir, come with us!" Felix didn't reply and just stared at Claire flatly, but strangely, Claire knew that the man was waiting for her to show him the way. With mixed hearts, Claire walked in front of Felix, followed by a group of all members of the Homann family. They were directed to a room that had been prepared beforehand. "Please enjoy your time, Sir, Maam." Claire said politely, trying to calm herself down but failing. However, seeing Felix's flat attitude, it seemed that