I've Been There Before

Outside the private room, Gloria Su appeared around the corner. When she raised her head, a glimmer of sharpness flashed across her eyes.

She walked towards the door and asked in a low voice, “Luna, what are you doing here?”

Luna was startled by the sudden cold voice and abruptly turned around. When she saw that it was Gloria, she appeared uneasy, “Noting... l didn't see anything...”

Luna was the hostess of Room 606, yet those dudes drove her out and required Gloria to send the newly-come cleaner to the room in person.

Being ejected out of the room, Luna naturally felt unsatisfted. Since there was no one around the private room just now, she secretly slightly pushed open the door and then peeked through the crack of the door. When she saw what was happening in it, she widened her eyes in shock, and at the same time, hysterically laughed at Graces shamelessness and inability.

Gloria snorted coldly. She had asked her ˆwhat are you doing,, not 'what are you looking at. Yet Lunas answer was indeed

a very poor lie which revealed the truth “Don't wander around here. Go to the first floor to welcome the guests.” Luna wanted to say something, but Gloria coldly shot a glance at her, so she left the sixth floor although she was unwilling to. But she was still angry in heart... Gloria was so biased! She was the hostess of Room 606, but

she didn't allow her to entertain the guests here!

The guests in Room 606 were all rich and powerful - she could tell it with only one glance. What's more, they were all handsome and young.

Bug Gloria assigned a useless cleaner to do this enviable jobl

Now she even ordered her to go to the first floor to greet those normal guests.

Luna stamped her feet in dissatisfaction and resentment and then left.

Gloria gently pushed open the door and peeked through the crack. Even if she had seen countless dark sides in nightclubs, the scene inside the room astonished her.

In the room

“Quicker. Why are you crawling slowly? You don't want the rewards?”

Grace gritted her teeth and bit hard on her lower lip, trying hard to ignore the pain from her muscles, bones and meridians. She quickened her pace and unconsciously, her clothes were soaked and wet with sweats.

After being discharged from the jail, even if she was walking on the road at the noon of the hot summer, she would not shed a sweat, but now, she broke into sweats on the back.

“Quicker, come here.” .Joyce and those dudes laughed playfully. Caden watched Grace crawl to Joyce Lance, who was at his twenties, without any respect to her own dignity. Covered by the darkness, a fierce storm of emotions emerged in his eyes.

Grace James... Anger smoldered in Caden's eyes as he felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

Caden had never thought about why he would feel angry. The woman before him was the one he hated her guts and she was so cheap, lowly and filthy.

feel happy even if he had achieved the purpose of

your head. Let me see what you look like." When Grace heard Joyces swanky and contemptuous words, she was not moved, annoyed

at Grace as if she was a monster, “.Joyce, it's unnecessary for this woman

right. Good wine is for beauty. Is such an ugly woman eligible to drink a glass of wine rewarded by Young

heaved a sigh of relief... As long they don ask her to drink alcohol, she could do

longer belonged to herself. To survive, she couldn't risk drinking the wine, for her left kidney

above her head. Joyce smirked, “I'm a man of my words and ['ve rewarded her a glass of wine.” After finishing the words, he walked over Grace

move as if she hadn’t heard the words, .Joyce became a bit unhappy, “I ordered you to raise your headl! Are you deaf?” He snorted and added, “What? You

raised her head. At the next second, Joyce suddenly poured the wine in the glass onto Grace's face. As Grace was caught off guard, the liquor flew into her nose and eyes. She coughed

evil smile, “Since yoưre so ugly that I feel

words. You’ve pleased me today." After finishing the words, he threw a stack of notes,

fell on Grace's face and then slid to the ground. Grace, lying prone on the ground and shivering all over, reached out her hand and grasped the

I allow you to stand

a bit,

of the clown costume, lowered her head, and lay on

dorït forget to wag your

trembled slightly,

up, and shook her

waves of cheers and whistles. Grace ignored these and quietly