Jane took a taxi to a private club called Windsor.
The clerk at the front desk took her into Larry's box. She saw two beautiful women drinking with Larry in their arms.
When they saw Jane come in, they did not care at all and also poured a glass of wine for Jane.
Larry seemed to have drunk too much. His face was already red, but his consciousness was still quite clear, "You still know to come? I thought that you weree with a rich man, and quickly draw a clear line with me, your old lover."
"If you have something to say, just say it quickly. Don't waste my time." Jane didn't like wine and just wanted to solve this trouble and leave as soon as possible.
Larry pointed at the wine that Jane had just poured for her. He didn't seem to be in a rush at all, "Drink the wine. If you have something to say, let's talk slowly."
Jane didn't move or speak. She just stood there and looked at him.
She was not stupid. She didn't know what he had put in the wine. She was the only one in the room except him right now. She might not even be able to get out of the room if she drank.
Larry merely smiled, "Jane, since we've been friends for so many years. I just want to ask you, when did you hook up with Jeffery?"
"What does it have to do with you?" She asked in an unkind tone.
"Don't think that I don't know that you and Jeffery have been together long ago. Otherwise, he won't flatter you."
Larry sneered with a hint of coldness. "When my ex-girlfriend was in love with me, he was enjoying my coutesy while lying under another man and earning a lot of money for selling body. As the person involved, shouldn't I make things clear?"
"Are you crazy?" She couldn't bear it and scolded him directly.
Larry snorted and gulped down a mouthful of wine. He stood up unsteadily and walked to Jane's side.
"You said that I abandoned you because I love money. So I abandoned you and chose Susie. It was for my own future. What's wrong with me? Look at you. Are you better than me? You're just a sl*t who speak one way but think another. As long as the someone gives you money, you will lay on the bed obediently and f*cked by him."
He bit the last sentence very heavily and hummed a sarcastic tone from his nose. He reached out to touch Jane's face.
Jane turned her head away in disgust.
"Why are you hiding? Are you afraid that I won't give you money? Or are you afraid that Jeffery will abandon you after he finds out?"
Larry sneered and pulled out a dozen of hundred dollars from her suit pocket. From the thickness, there were at least several tens .
Jane frowned and wanted to ask what he intend to do.
Larry had already raised her hand and fiercely smashed those bills on her face.
On the back of the flying pink note, his vicious face was reflected, "Don't you just want money? Now I have money, as much as you want. Sleep with me and they are all yours. If you think it isn't enough, I can give you more."
"Larry, you're crazy!" She roared angrily, but when she saw his blood-red eyes that were filled with hatred, she felt a chill runnning down her back.
Suddenly, she regretted coming here alone today.
But she did not expect that this lunatic forced her.
"Aren't you afraid of being found out by Susie. At that time, you will lose the socil ladder that you have worked so hard to climb."
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