She Killed My Ex novel Chapter 17

Chapter 17 To Humiliate Her More

Outside the box, Marissa appeared around the corner. When she looked up, her eyes suddenly sharpened. She raised his feet and walked quietly to the door of the box. "Laurel, what are you doing?"

Suddenly, a cold voice came from behind her. Laurel turned her head in fear outside the box. After seeing the people behind her, she got uneasy. "No... nothing."

Laurel was the hostess of Room 606. Those playboys didn't want her to serve them. Instead, they asked Marissa to send the new cleaner over herself.

Laurel was banished from the box. Naturally, she was angry. There was no one around, so Laurel quietly opened the door of the box a crack. The moment she peered inside, her eyes widened in shock. She deeply despised Caroline in her heart.

Marissa sneered. Her question was "what are you doing", not "what are you looking at?" But Laurel made a confession without duress.

"It's none of your business here. Go to the first floor to serve the customers." Laurel wanted to say something, but Marissa glanced at her. Laurel reluctantly left the sixth floor. However, she was angry at Marissa's injustice. She was the hostess of Room 606 but was not allowed to go in.

Those who came here today were all rich and powerful. Besides, they were all young and handsome. What a good thing! But Marissa arranged for this useless cleaner to serve them.

Now Marissa let her go to the first floor to serve the ordinary customers.

Laurel stomped off angrily.

Marissa gently opened the door a crack. The scene in it made her, who had experienced life, very shocked.

In the box

"Crawl fast! You're so slow! Don't you want the money?"

Caroline bit her lips hard and tried to ignore the pain in her body. She sped up and her clothes were soaked with sweat unknowingly.

Since she got out of prison, she hadn't shed a drop of sweat, even on the road on a hot summer afternoon. But now, her back was full of sweat.

"Hurry up! Climb over," Mr. Mason said with a smile. A group of rich playboys around him were laughing. Under Bentley's gaze, Caroline climbed up to Mr. Mason, who was only 20, with no dignity. In the dark, Bentley's eyes were full of violence!

Caroline! There was a fire in his eyes and a gloomy feeling in his heart.

Bentley never considered why he was angry when he saw the woman whom he hated very much become so ignoble.

What's more, his purpose was to humiliate Caroline. But why was he unhappy at all after he got what he wanted?

"Look up." Mr. Mason ordered in a haughty tone. Caroline was impervious and not angry. She only obediently raised her head, just like a wooden doll without a soul. She would do whatever Mr. Mason wanted her to do.

"Good heavens! What the hell!" The partner behind Mr. Mason exclaimed, staring at Caroline as if he was seeing a monster. "Mr. Mason, this woman doesn't need make-up, just like a clown."

"Mr. Mason, Mr. Shawn is right. None but the fair deserve the wine. She's too ugly to drink your wine." These playboys began to clamor.

Caroline lowered her head and breathed a sigh of relief. As long as she wasn't forced to drink, she could do anything!

Her life, from the moment the stupid girl died, no longer belonged to herself. To stay alive, she couldn't risk drinking. She had lost a kidney and couldn't drink spirits anymore.