Angela swallowed the meat and felt it a little greasy somehow.
"You know why?"
Julia wiped her eyes suddenly, and the oil on her hands was all over her face. "Because he just started his business then, and I could offer him money in that way."
"Speaking of that, he was actually present and knew what was happening when I slept with the first guy. He pretended to be drunk and fall asleep because the guy would give him a large sum of money."
“Did my boyfriend love me?
He loves me. I can feel it. But he just loves his career more.
Angela, human beings are complicated creatures. You can't ask for too much."
Angela handed her a tissue and nibbled on the chop.
Love or not, there is no in-between for her.
Neither of them spoke again as they sipped their soup.
When they finished, Julia cleaned up the mess. Then, she shoved the gift box into Angela's arms, "It's for you."
“No, thanks.”
She didn’t like accepting presents for no reason.
"Don't turn me down at the beginning."
Shoving the gift box into her arms again, Julia came up to her and said.
"Remember our plan to seduce Mr. James?
It's the prop."
Hearing the word 'seduce', Angela’s eyes dimmed.
She used to put on facial masks, do skincare and haircare every day. She had made herself so exquisite but still failed to attract James’s attention.
Now she was covered with scars, even the one at the end of her eyebrow was the size of a fingernail. Her hands and feet were also full with calluses. Would he fall in love with her?
"Thanks, but I’ll drop the plan."
She would no longer hope for a miracle, imaging that James would fall in love with her on day. So naive.
"Are you afraid that you might fail again?"
Julia tried to read her mind, "Then....are you willing to stay at the Dream Club for the rest of your life?"
Angela clutched the sheet beneath her. Willing?
How could she be willing to do that?
She just had to.
"If you don’t want, go ahead and try it."
Seeing that she was less resistant, Julia continued.
"The worst result is a failed seduction. Mr. James gets mad and punishes you, but don’t mind if I say that, it couldn’t be worse than you are now."
Angela pursed her lips and her eyes dimmed.
Even if she didn't want to admit it, what Julia had said was the truth.
James had broken one of her leg and sent her to prison for two years, and now made her humiliated at the Dream Club... Even if she got him mad again, how much worse could it be?
Her expression slightly changed. Having been working in the clubs for many years, Julia was good at reading people's minds, and she could feel that Angela was a bit moved.
Julia stuffed the gift box into her arms, "Now matter how excellent he is, he is a man. All men have the same weakness.
Mr. James is not a one-woman man. Like you said, he loves Jessica, but he didn’t reject your when you professed your love. That’s a proof."
Angela didn't refuse this time. She took the gift box with her slightly trembling hands.
She didn't want to live obscurely under James and Jessica anymore. She wanted to leave! Even in her dream she wanted to leave!
"That's right. Let’s take a shot. At least there's a chance you may win. If you loss, your life just go on like now."
Julia pointed at the gift box in Angela's arms with her chin, "I’ve asked a lot of people, and tried it myself. These three erotic lingerie are really good."
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