Chapter 3 Five-Star Rating

He sat back on the sofa, glanced at her body under the bedsheet, flicked the cigarette ash smartly, and claimed confidently, "Stay with me for one year, you name the price!"

Anger instantly spewed up in her.

She turned around, pulled on her clothes, put on her high heels, walked to the sofa with her head high, and gnashed her teeth, "Sir, you found the wrong person. Go out, turn right, walk 500 meters, and then you'll find the right street!"

The street she mentioned was lined with karaoke bars, bathhouses, and pedicure salons. Beyond that, a lot of coquetting women walked the street.

He raised his chin, laid his eyes on her, and sneered confidently, "Think about it, I can give you a blanket cheque, and you're free to write down whatever figure you like."

From that angle, she believed he was observing her curvy body.

Her boobs were overdeveloped during her adolescence. It had been annoying her that men were always attracted to them. Now she was mistaken for a prostitute, which abashed and angered her to no end.

From her handbag, Chloe took out a crumpled 100-yuan banknote, covered herself with the bag, threw the money at his face, and put on airs, "Your reward for last night!"

"What did you say?" The man's face fell instantly while his eyes were blazing with rage.

Her heart thumped with his sullen expression, but she managed to pluck up the courage and raise her fingers, "I know pimps are more expensive, but this is all I have. Why don't you see it as a promotion? I'll give you a five-star rating!"

As soon as her voice died away, his fists were seen clenched.

"Given your short temper, it's certainly not worth a return visit!" She finished her speech and slipped away.

She ran out five hundred meters away from the Hilton Hotel. When she stopped for a breath, her chest was heaving.

God knew how flustered she was. Her palms were covered with sweat. She braced herself against losing the plumes after her virginity. It drained all her energy.

Chloe pulled her hair in chagrin, but what's done was done. There were no remedies, and she had to turn on a new leaf.

She called her mother, lying that cargo arrived last night. She stacked shelves till late hours and had to stay in Ivory's house.

Half an hour later, she stood in the Empress Luxury store in a black uniform and white gloves. Her eyes were blank when she cleaned the dust on the shelves.

She worked there as a shopping assistant. Every day she served those luxury items like her God. After all, each piece was much more valuable than her.

"Chloe, I'm sorry for last night. I stood you up because Corey had me occupied." Ivory Reyna apologized in a low voice.

Chloe did her best to conceal her absent mind, "I know you value your boyfriend more than your girlfriend, so I didn't wait for you."

That man's face filled her mind all morning while the discomfort in her lower body kept reminding her of the shameful thing that she did last night.

"By the way, do you know that our boss has changed?" Ivory dropped a bomb.