Still Loving You Nonetheless

Chapter 23 

In the dimly–lit private room, Meredith was kneeling on the floor that was covered in shards of glass and she was holding tightly onto a pile of cash in her arms. But what really startled Miss Josie was the gruesome sight of Meredith‘s bloody back.

“Um...Mister Josiah, please do accept my sincerest apologies,” Miss Josie who had always abide by the rule that customers were always right, quickly apologized to Josiah as soon as she stepped foot into the room and continued, 

“Merelyn is not from the customer servicing department so she has no experience in offering services for men. I‘m so sorry that she had offended you, Mister Josiah...” 

She then turned to Meredith and scolded, “Merelyn, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and ask Mister Josiah for forgiveness.”

“The high and mighty Miss Leighton doesn’t know how to deal with men? Are you sure you‘re not mistaken about that, Miss Josie?” Josiah laughed mockingly and went on, “I seriously think that it‘s a loss for your club if you‘re not using her as one of your best girls.” 

Miss Josie had no idea about Meredith‘s real identity, hence she simply nodded in agreement to what Josiah had said, “You‘re right, Mister Josiah.”

let‘s have her transferred

Miss Josie was

that she is obsessed with money,” Josiah paused and added, “Oh, and I think Mister Leon has his eyes on her. You can have her spend a night with Mister

across the floor that was scattered with shards of glass,

she wrapped her arms around one of Josiah‘s legs. With tears in her eyes, she pleaded, “It‘s my fault, it’s all my fault. Please forgive me, Mister Josiah.”

down at her, and said, “It‘s not your fault. It‘s never the high and mighty Miss Leighton‘s fault,

came rushing up to Meredith and covered her body with clothes. Feeling bad for Meredith, Zya started

shook her head and said, “It‘s not

set his mind to torture her. If not, Meredith did not have to stay low and live her life with a fake

used to the weird likings of rich people, Miss Josie did not ask much but simply said to Meredith, “Alright now. Go get your wounds treated.”

Zya sniffled and quickly called Zade Brooks, her brother on

tightly onto the pile of cash while she was sent to the rest lounge to