I've Been There Before

Grace stood still while staring at the check.

“What? You don’t want to?” Walter sneered.

“Come on, Mr. He, after all, she was once the most proud noble lady in S City.” Walter’s companions tried to dissuade him, though it sounded more like a kind of mockery.

“Proud and noble?” Walter sneer. He lit up a cigarette and squinted at Grace, “But look at her. How awful she is now!”

Gloria regretted so much.

She had never expected that there was once a grudge between Grace and those playboys. If she had known about it earlier, she would never have brought Grace here to let her bear all kinds of humiliation.

Grace looked around those familiar faces, who were all once her old friends, but she felt them so distant and strange.

So did her old friends. They could not even recognize her at the first sight.

“Grace, do you have fun staying in the prison?”

Suddenly, a man sitting on the sofa provoked.

Grace’s heart skipped a beat. She suddenly noticed that that guy was once one of her best friends, who always stayed up late, played video games and shared all kinds of fun with her.

“Quinn...”

“No, please don’t address me with my real name,” Quinn waved his hands to deny, “I don’t want to be a friend of a murderer.”

Grace’s body suddenly shivered. She felt dizzy the next second, with the voice of Quinn lingering around her ears.

shocked to hear that! A

Grace was a prisoner, but she

stupid girl, have

cash from his wallet, with the amount of approximately thirty thousand dollars. He threw it out the table, “Here are the tips for

kept repeating

Quinn did, they all just sat aside to observe, waiting for her

about it, you need that money. I don’t know exactly what kind of urgent thing you

regretted

would never make

He, be lenient wherever it

pet kept by the real boss of the Royal Club. We talk to you respectfully just because of your real boss. But you are too weak to negotiate with the upper class

looking down on her, “Grace, your pride or

pierce the weakness of Grace, who was

she dared not to offend

planning

need to offend all

is too vulgar to enjoy such a self-humiliation show. For the sake of my real

slapped Gloria’s face and shouted, “I said you are not

mad, “Walter, it has nothing to do with Gloria!

back then? Let me remind you of your current status, you

Walter slapped again

hell do you think you are? How dare you meddle with

“Don’t slap her!”

kneel down and beg like a dog. Perhaps I will show her mercy,” Walter laughed sickly, “I will