When There Is Nothing Left But Love

The manager came back after sending the fatty away. He glared at the female worker and reprimanded, “Yvonne, you know the rules here. The boss is generous, so spend a night with him and you’ll be highly rewarded.”

“Why don’t you do it?” I got up and walked toward the manager. “According to your logic, how about you take off your clothes here and perform an erotic dance on the stage? I’ll give you a hundred thousand. What do you think?”

“Ms. Stovall, this…” The manager stuttered before rephrasing his sentence. “Ms. Stovall, your jokes are so funny.”

I wore a serious expression, as I clarified that I wasn’t fooling around. “I mean it. If one hundred isn’t enough for you, let’s make it two hundred. Is that enough?” The expenses in K City were quite high, but the income of the workers without proficiency qualifications was less than ten thousand.

The manager’s expression fell as he looked at me. “Ms. Stovall, I didn’t offend you or anything. You wrecked my place and demanded such an unreasonable request. You can’t trample on us commoners just because you have a powerful family background.”

“Haha!” I chuckled. “Manager, may I know your name please?”

He was stunned for a moment. “I’m Long.”

I nodded. “Hello, Mr. Long. As a manager, shouldn’t you stop those unreasonable customers from hitting your workers? I can understand if you’re busy and didn’t notice Yvonne was hit by the man. However, after the incident, shouldn’t you understand the situation first before giving her punishment?”

After pausing for a moment, I folded my arms and continued, “Oh right! From what you said, I bet you knew why she was beaten. She has the freedom of choosing the way she wants to earn money. Not only did you not defend her, you humiliated her. Mr. Long, transactional sex with customers is illegal according to the law. At the very least, you’ll have to get her consent first. There is nothing wrong if she disagrees to being beaten.”

supposed to mean, Ms. Stovall? Are you here to wreck my business?” The manager’s expression turned grim. Once he spoke his words, a few men dressed

like

arrogant.” They know my identity, but they are so blatantly standing up against me. It seems like

John and asked, “Who owns the

cocked his brows as he looked at Emery,

Moore family owns the

on her and grinned with delight.

a unique way

some honorable woman, so there’s nothing wrong with me using methods like this. Now, it’s

in making friends, Ms. Moore.

alone. After all, she has angered the man. That fatty wouldn’t dare to go against the Stovall family, but

her words, John scoffed. “Ms. Moore, your nightclub has been going on smoothly all

not,” Emery replied before looking at Yvonne. “I’m not scared, but she is. That fatty can’t do anything to me, but he

she means I’ll have to take

to look at

Wow!