In My Desperate Time

I put the meat into my mouth slowly and look at the woman who is speaking.

I know her. She is one of the women who surround Frances Louis.

She is followed by two other women. One is Fontaine, who still has tears on her face. When she looks at me, the venom in her eyes almost kills me.

Although they have three people, I am not afraid of them.

What can they do to me in public? Besides, with Frances Louis supporting me, I'm a coward.

Slowly I wipe my mouth, then my hands. I get up, smiling at them, “what can you do if I am from the countryside? Frances Louis's dating with me, not you. I have flown up on the branch, I am the phoenix!”

Usually I really hate the entanglement with Frances Louis. But now, it has become the backing for my arrogance.

They're just a bunch of bullies, and if I'm tough enough, they'll know I'm not a push-over.

Then their faces turn pale. They look towards Frances Louis and seem to be frightened.

“You are just a sex toy. Wait and see.”

That woman leaves a malicious sentence and go away with other two women.

I purse my lips and sit down to eat. This foie gras is so delicious, I don't know who the chef is, how could he make such a delicious thing.

Sure enough, the rich eat better than the average person.

a short time, there is

of meat in front of me awkwardly, hesitating

it good?” The playful voice of Frances Louis rings

famous ladies, polite and reserved. They

“No!”

answer dishonestly, and

in the hall suddenly

takes my hand and holds me

star-like

My heart beats quickly.

Louis. Facing such a handsome and rich man, I feel difficult to resist him. But the relationship between him and

and get out of his hand, “I don’t want to dance

are hold by

The ruffian man takes

heavy and his calm eyes are fixed on me,

when there was a company party. If someone asks to dance, I would decline them. I just hope I won’t make a fool of myself in

am not good at dancing.” I say honestly, but my eyes try to find Frances Louis

gone to somewhere else. Looking around the crowd, I find him talking to someone nearby. Several women come up and invite him, but he seems to have

not been for Frances Louis, who was so cruel to me in bed, I should

follow my step.” This man says

only presses against my clothes and doesn’t make me feel

and dance

Lawrence Jordan. I've been a friend of Mr. Louis