After she ended her phone call with Talia, Sadie took a look on the time, she sent a message to Daisy asking her to leave the door open, she then went to Milra immediately.
After she changed her outfit, her face suddenly flushed, She then put on her shirt and exited the door curiously.
“Why am I dressed like this to a clubhouse opening?” she thought.
Talia was waiting for her colleagues to finish their makeup in the dressing room. Sadie was about to ask her why dressing so sexy, just at the moment , one of her colleague asked the same question.
“It’s a good pay. anyone who is reluctant to join can leave now,” said Talia. “30 minutes walk with 3 outfits, pay 10,000, this is surely a good pay.
The colleague was embarrassed and continued the make-up.
Sadie gave a long breath, sat down, opened the box and started the make-up though it was cheap.
They arrived at 6:30 though it started at 7:30.
The clubhouse was located on the side of downtown where was nearby the city park, it was close to the museum. It was definitely not as eye-catching location. There was only a classical lantern outside the clubhouse.
Sadie was confused when she reached the clubhouse.
She felt that the clubhouse was familiar though it was the first time she came.
She asked Dean Esme about things before she was 12 years old, but Dean Esme said Sadie had a fever that caused her to forget her childhood days.
She checked the working schedule and Sadie found that she had a terrible fever and her face was burnt causing it to be inflamed. Her situation was critical at the moment.
At the time, several top professors were having a study meeting there, and one of the them was the classmate of Dean Esme, she was lucky to survive because of Dean Esme.
Her relationship was closer to Dean Esme compared to the other children.
Dean Esme encouraged Sadie to find out the truth about her past, and to see if she was abandoned or it was a trafficking case. Just Dean Esme was always hurried when mentioned such issue.
She can not tell what it was, but it was just like the feeling when she got the donation, her eyes was shining, and she was just like changing the numbers on the bank account into cash and lay it on the bed immediately.
She was really hurried.
She was eager to find out the truth every time she thought about it. But Dean Esme’s expression always made her frightened, she could feel that Dean Esme had hidden something to her.
“What’s wrong with you ?” Talia patted her and asked, then she handed a mask to Sadie “you younger wear this.”
Coming back to her sense, Sadie took the mask.
Talia was a good person, she asked for high commission, but she strongly stood by their side when needed.
Sadie knew this, otherwise she would not work for her for such a long time.
After reaching the backstage, they were curious about the owner of the clubhouse.
It seemed that the owner has a good taste, the clubhouse was different than the other clubhouse.
“Got it”, one of the colleague raised the phone and she was quite exited. “it is said that Samuel Read of the MR Group is the owner of this clubhouse, no wonder it’s so amazing.”
Sadie was stunned after hearing the words.
This name was heard somewhere, at least before she was 12 years old.
“A good taste has nothing to do with us.” one of the colleague said. “are you expecting him to be interested in one of us ? don’t be silly, it’s not the time to dream though it’s getting dark.”
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