Kneel... does she want to kneel?She didn't think about that at all.But who is she?She's nothing more than a number 926. Does she have nothing, dignity? It's ridiculous. He was unhappy when she was still a lady in Patterson's house and could have sent her to prison. She didn't even have the chance to defend herself.Now she is nothing, except to kneel, except to sell her dignity, she has nothing more to ask of him.'Milan, I don't "love" kneeling that much, I just have nothing to offer.You took away my past, erased everything about me in Patterson's house, a living person whose existence was erased, I was nothing more than a street wanderer, at least At least they have a home and a place to go, what about me?'Dignity? Ashley lowered her head, her mouth filled with bitter contempt. She trembled and raised her eyes, staring into Milan's black pupils. Ashley kept staring into Milan's eyes like that, then slowly knelt... 'Milan, only Ashley of Patterson's house has dignity and pride,
“I said if Ashley is such a hardworking and excellent employee, she should be transferred to a position with a higher salary.” As he spoke, the long blanket fell, revealing the man's tall figure. nonchalantly stood up, sweeping towards Ashley, who was stunned to the side.The corner of his mouth slowly curled up sarcastically: "Meadow, you have to understand the abilities of the people under you... you may not know, this Ashley is very capable of performing."Ashley's whole body stiffened.The man's voice seemed to be suppressing his anger: “The PR department lacks talent like Ms. Ashley. Ashley's ability to stretch and kneel is her forte, but she can also do other things like please men."The air seemed stagnant.Ashley's face turned pale but that didn't hurt the man. At this moment, Milan was enjoying her desperate expression... Ashley, could you be quiet?Milan couldn't believe that someone as arrogant as Ashley would turn into someone in front of him who could only bow his head an
Her heart was pounding... Tilting her head to look at Milan who was opening the door, she exclaimed: "Mr. Milan, you know how to make things difficult for others. I'm just a cleaning staff, where can I get 500 thousand?"The man leaned over, his eyes swept towards her, "Meadow will send you to the PR department, sell laughter, sell pity, sell stupidity, or sell ugliness, if you have something, sell it. People with a lot of money are really strange, you like to kneel, right? Just try it and you'll know. If you're ineffective, you can sell yourself." Having said this, the man lowered the corners of his mouth."But your beauty now... It's hard to say." Milan narrowed his eyes and said: "Arrange it yourself." Ashley watched Milan's tall, thin back disappear from her sight.Ashley's face was pale, completely devoid of any color. Meadow looked dissatisfied on the side: "How did you insult Mr. Milan?"Ashley tilted her head to look at Meadow, revealing a pathetic smile. Only then did Meadow
If so, she could satisfy that man's request and regain her freedom.She shook her head... It was Antaram, not her. Milan said: you can sell ugly, sell stupid, sell pitiful. But now she doesn't even have a chance to be ugly or stupid.“Ashley, come with me.” Someone from the outside pushed the door open. Ashley looked in the direction of the sound, it was Meadow.“Meadow.” She quickly stood up, without saying a word followed Meadow out.“Didn't you ask where I took you?” Meadow raised her eyebrows and asked, "You didn't ask clearly, but you came with me. Aren't you afraid I'll sell you?"Ashley laughed loudly: "Meadow, I'm not worth the money."The woman smiled faintly and said that she was not worth the money, making Meadow, the guide, feel uneasy in her heart. But very quickly, she restored her normal state and took Ashley to the dressing room.Meadow gave Ashley a set of clothes. “Change clothes quickly.”Ashley glared, looking at the clothes she was holding in her hand. “Meadow, th
This is… What is he doing?“Like it? I'm playing with you." The older boy said without any politeness: "Don't stand up, I'll give you a minute, lie down on the ground and pick up the money. No matter how much you pick up, it's all yours. If you dare to pick up all the money falling on the ground, I will also reward you with an additional 50,000 dollars."Ashley's hands trembled... Not because of excitement, but deep down in her soul, she was in pain.What to do?Pick it up, why hasn't she picked it up yet?In the past, she heard that making money is a happy thing... But why does her chest hurt so much?“I…” She opened her mouth, instinctively wanting to refuse. Milan was in the dark, the corner of his mouth curled up silently... he once said, Ashley is full of pride, how could she abandon her dignity and endure humiliation? “Is it true that if in one minute I pick up money from the ground, this money is all mine? Will you also give me another 50,000 bonus?”Before her eyes appeared a
Ashley was just about to say no when a low voice rang out: "Good wine suits a beauty, it wouldn't be a shame to let her drink it."It's Milan.Ashley's eyelids drooped, hiding the pain under her eyes.'Milan, how much do you want to humiliate me before you forgive me?'“You say she's not a beauty?” Gregory was a little skeptical: "I don't believe it. How can there be bad people at Paradise Club?"Having finished speaking, he carefully observed Ashley's face. There was no way to see it because Ashley's face was covered with a thick layer of clown makeup, hiding her true appearance.“Don't believe it?" Milan's thin lips curled faintly, her eyes lazily falling on Ashley's face. "Go wash your face." Disdainful but lazy, also... very indifferent.Ashley was kneeling and had to stand up...“Crawl away,” Gregory said from the side.Her face turned even whiter, and Ashley's hand was held tightly to the ground... She couldn't hold it. Ashley. What is this? Is this comparable to three years in
“What the hell is this?” Gregory's friends behind him cried out and looked at Ashley with wide eyes as if they had seen a monster. “Gregory, this woman doesn't need makeup to look like a clown.”“Gregory, Milan is right, good wine should be drunk with a beautiful woman, does such an unattractive woman have the right to drink the wine you reward?” Some rich people of the second and third generations started making noise.Ashley bowed her head and quietly breathed a sigh of relief... As long as he doesn't let her drink, anything can be done.Her life, since that stupid girl died, no longer belonged to her. Because to live, she absolutely cannot risk drinking alcohol, her kidneys are inherently imperfect and cannot withstand the torture of strong alcohol.“No,” A mocking smile appeared on the top of the big child's head. “I said I would reward her with a glass of wine. I will keep my word." As he said that, he stood in front of Ashley and looked down from above, shouting: "I said I would
Ashley was very tired so she went back to the dressing room that Meadow had taken her to. Take off her clown costume and changes back into her clothes.Sweat stuck to her forehead, making her extremely uncomfortable. Ashley went into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and bent down to wipe the sweat off her face.A strong wind blew... Ashley's whole body stiffened as she looked at the man who suddenly appeared in the mirror. Her hands were clenched into fists, silently clenching without knowing when."Mr. Milan."The man with an unchanged face stared at her.After a while, he gently smiled: "I'm becoming more and more aware of where I am. Those who are not good people should be brought there to be taught a little. They have indeed learned a lot.”A hand gently placed on Ashley's face. His other hand covered more than half of her cheek, his thumb slowly caressed the cheekbones on her bloodless face, and the corner of his mouth said coldly: "Unfortunately it's already late. Ashley, if