The Heartbreak Prescription

Chapter 76

George had spent ten years in prison, and now that he was out, he was eager to have some fun.

The madam at the nightclub, upon seeing the check for a million, immediately broke into a wide grin. "Girls, it's time to work!"

A group of flashy, well-dressed women entered, lining up in front of George.

The madam asked with a smile, "George, which one do you like?"

George gave them a quick glance, then shrugged. "They're all too old. I prefer younger ones-the younger, the better."

The madam responded, "George, these girls are all only 20. They're quite young."

George's eyes gleamed as an idea crossed his mind. He licked his lips lewdly. "I want someone even younger."

The madam looked at him with a mix of confusion and concern. Was this man possibly a pedophile? He certainly seemed like a pervert.

Just then, the door to the VIP room was kicked open, and George looked up to see Wendy walk in.

The madam was startled. "Hi there, pretty girl! Who are you looking for?"

coldly stared at George. She extended her hand. "Give me

well, well. Wendy, you're here," George said, eyeing her flawless, delicate face and her curvy figure. Compared to her,

up the check

husband's gift to me. After all, I'm your foster father. Isn't it normal for you two to give me money

and sleazy attitude, Wendy felt disgust rise in her

sneered, "You little tramp! Do

out to grab her hair, ready to teach her a

needle flew through the air and pierced his hand, driving straight through his palm. His whole body went

cold eyes. "You

palm. George howled in pain, unable to stop his

didn't spare him another glance.

Wendy!" George

Wendy paused.

George sneered, "You're married to such a

tell him about the time when you were just a girl, wearing a

looking as beautiful as a porcelain