Chapter 5 What Did She Do Wrong

A large man quickly ran out and greeted Quincy with a polite smile, "Mr. Qin, I'm so glad to see you again."

All the bustling waiters stopped whatever they were doing and greeted Quincy.

It turned out that he was a regular customer here. No wonder he decided to sell her here. That was what Wanda thought at that time. Suddenly, she saw a half-naked woman strut past them. As she looked around, she saw more women scantily dressed.

Wanda's steps became heavier. She didn't want to become like them. She couldn't do it.

The large man turned around and gazed at Wanda, who had been following them awkwardly with her luggage in tow. He suddenly stopped to look at Quincy in confusion. "Mr. Qin, this is…"

"She'll be working here from now on. You will be the one to arrange it..."

"Mr. Qin!" Wanda interrupted Quincy before he could give further instructions. After she realized what she had just done, she lowered her head and clenched her fists tightly. Her eyes were brimming with tears. She didn't raise her head to look at him, because she didn't want him to see her look so defeated. "Please, I'll do anything else you want me to do. Please… don't make me stoop so low…"

Quincy turned around and approached Wanda. She looked like she was struggling to hold back her sobs. He sneered coldly, "How noble do you think you are?"

Wanda's heart ached at his words. Yes, how noble could she be right now? She was sold to him like an item by her uncle. How could she talk about nobility?

"If you force me to do something I don't want to do, I would rather die!" Wanda protested and looked up at him, holding back her tears. She refused to let him see her cry.

"Did you hear that?" Quincy turned to the large man and said in a low voice.

"Yes, Mr. Qin. How about we arrange for her to send some drinks to the customers？"

"Alright." Quincy then turned around and stepped into the elevator.

Wanda was left behind, standing in confusion.

As soon as Quincy left, the manager's face immediately changed and became fierce-looking.

"What are you looking at? Want to know something？ It would be impossible for a sparrow to become a phoenix—I mean, a poor girl like you would never become a rich lady in reality. You're too plain to even consider it," he teased.

Wanda looked at him speechlessly.

She knew exactly what he was trying to say.

"Our boss is a golden bachelor of the South Sea City. He usually has better taste." The manager eyed Wanda's frail figure with disdain.

Boss? "Is Mr. Qin the boss of this place?"

"Of course!"

It turned out... that she had misjudged Quincy.

Wanda followed after the manager whilst struggling to drag her luggage.

The place where she would be working at provided her with food and accommodations.

She was sold to Quincy, so maybe that was why she was the only person staying in this house. It was a small place just in the backyard. It was usually forbidden for guests to enter this part of the property. The smell in the house was strong, but she thought that having this pace to stay in would be better than sleeping in the streets.

After she finished unpacking, the manager arranged for someone to tour her so she could familiarize herself with the environment.

Wanda listened to the staff member carefully.

The karaoke rooms, sauna, accommodations, dining room, and casino were all inside one building.

As for Wanda, she would be working as a waitress in the karaoke rooms on the second and third floors.

Her job was to escort guests into the private rooms and then serve them drinks. It sounded like a simple job, but Wanda felt that if she worked here for long enough, she would be half dead with tiredness.

"By the way, what's your relationship with Mr. Qin?" The manager wasn't used to this kind of arrangement. It was the first time he had seen his boss bring a woman back to work personally. However, judging by the way they interacted with one another, it didn't seem like they were in an intimate relationship. If that were the case, Quincy wouldn't have left her here.

"We have no relationship," Wanda replied in a low voice and lowered her head. She couldn't say that he was her creditor, could she?

The manager was confused by her reply, but he didn't prod her for more information.

"All you need to remember is to do what you should do, don't ask what you shouldn't ask, and don't listen to what you shouldn't listen to."

Wanda didn't think too much about it and just nodded in reply. As long as she didn't have to sell her body, she was willing to do anything.

After the manager finished arranging everything for her, he handed her over to the foreman and left.

The work was complicated, so Wanda was often too busy to eat regularly. In the beginning, she was often in a hurry, but as time went on, she could cope better with it. Although her life had become harder and more bitter than before, she was determined to get through it since her five-million debt was like a nightmare hanging over her head.

One day, Wanda was on her way to send wine to Room 306, when the door in the next room opened. When she passed the room, she heard Quincy's voice. She couldn't help but turn her head in the direction of the sound and took a glance inside the room. She happened to see Quincy sitting on the sofa while several men were beating a man on the floor in front of him.

"Mr. Qin, please forgive me! It won't happen again!" The man's face was drenched with blood and he howled in pain. Wanda couldn't help but remember her uncle at the sight of him.

Suddenly, Quincy's eyes darted to her, startling her. She quickly turned around and ran away.

When she got to the bar counter, she was still trembling slightly.

"Wanda, Wanda. What are you doing? Did you hear me? Hurry up and bring the wine to Room 307."

"Yes, sir."

As she walked towards the room with the wine, Wanda tried her best to calm down. Suddenly, she realized that she had to bring the wine in the room where she saw Quincy minutes ago. Her hands trembled slightly as she gripped the wine bottle tightly.

She suddenly saw a waitress pass by, and she pretended to scrunch her face in pain. She frowned tightly, bowed, and stopped her. "My belly hurts. Could you bring the wine in for me?"

The door of Room 307 suddenly opened. A tall man walked out and said in a cold voice, "What are you waiting for？ Hurry up and bring it in."

The waitress who was about to help Wanda gave the man a respectful bow and left.

Wanda was starting to feel more desperate. She was afraid that she had seen something she wasn't supposed to see. She forgot everything that the manager told her. It wasn't until now that she realized what he told her, but by then, she had already broken the rule.

As soon as she stepped in, she found that the lights in the room were dim. The door closed behind her. She was so terrified that her whole body went cold. She turned around only to find that the man didn't follow her in. There was only one person in the room, which was Quincy. The floor had been cleaned up, and there was no trace of blood.

"M... Mr. Qin... " Wanda placed the wine bottle on the table, and the bottle made a crisp and pleasant sound because of her trembling hands.