Watching him walk away, Angela touched her aching stomach due to terrible hunger and walked towards the elevator dejectedly.
There was an open-air swimming pool on the rooftop of the Dream Club. Angela had expected it to be cold on such a day. However, there were full of beauties when she opened the door.
The prettiest PR girls in the Dream Club were here in Bikini. It made Angela's mind subconsciously think of a phrase, extravagant orgy, and who would pay any attention to the coldness?
Not daring to look around, she looked down for places that needed cleaning and then heard someone call out to her, "Hey, cleaner, come over here, take away these empty bottles and get some new."
She was the only one in the cleaner's uniform here.
Angela looked up and saw a row of empty wine bottles on a long table by the pool, red and white mixed together in a spectacular fashion.
Licking her lips, she picked up an empty box on the side and walked over to pack it as soon as possible.
Just when she was half done, someone threw a volleyball into the pool, splashing water around.
Angela was shocked and took a step backward but bumped into someone behind her, only to hear a saccharine "Oops", then the person who was bumped against complained.
"You are dirty, why are you bumping me?"
Angela turned around and saw a woman in a white mini-skirt.
She blushed and apologized immediately, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..."
"Why is a cleaner here? You get my clothes dirty, can you afford it? What a bad luck..."
The little conflict here caught the attention of the guy on the sofa by the pool.
He looked over at Angela and saw her delicate side face. She looked soemwhat pretty in the neon light.
Raising his eyebrow, he asked proactively, "What's going on?"
Hearing the voice, the woman who got bumped pretended to be aggrieved. She turned her head and said sweetly, "Felix, my dress is ruined by the cleaner..."
"Really?"
Felix glanced at her meaningfully and smiled.
"Just a dress. Let her pay for it. Hey, cleaner, come here."
Angela knew she was out of luck, but she couldn't afford to offend anyone here. So, taking a deep breath, she walked over.
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