Chapter 53

The more she thought about it, the more she rejected that person. The more she thought about it, the more dissatisfied she became: “I'm just a prostitute, but prostitutes also have dignity. I want to see how much human nature can squirm or struggle, but I also know pain.”

The more she thought about it, the more she wanted to scream.

She almost shouted her dissatisfaction in her heart, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she suddenly remembered: Why does she still have such dignity?

Maybe prostitutes have dignity too, but she's the only one who doesn't.

The check-in her other hand, she clutched tightly, every number on this check was blood in Ashley's eyes.

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There was a knock at the door.

"Come in."

Meadow raised her head: "Why did you come here? Has your body gotten any better? You stayed home to rest for a few days and no one said anything."

“Meadow, I'm fine.” She held the check in her hand and gently placed it on Meadow's desk. “This time I have to bother you again. Please help