Chapter 20 Five Million.
+8 Pearls
“Ms. Mikayla, don’t go. Mabel urgently grabbed Mikayla, pleading evident in her gaze. “Mr. Scott might not be clueless about this. As she spoke, she opened her palm, revealing the bank card, and gave Mikayla a wry smile. “Ms. Mikayla, you’ve seen many things. Can someone like me, with my looks, make five million?”
The answer was painfully clear. A shiver ran through Mikayla’s body as realization dawned on her. Mr. Scott is tormenting and humiliating this roman. This is too cruel….
Three days had passed since Mabel was transferred to the Public Relations Department, yet she hadn’t earned a single cent.. She glanced at the time. It was seven minutes past eleven in the night, precisely the moment when the night became increasingly lively.
The entire Public Relations Department was eerily quiet, with only her remaining in the break room. Her colleagues from: the same department had all gone out on assignments. Truthfully, everyone in Club Royale’s Public Relations Department earned a hefty income. Those who came to Club Royale were no ordinary individuals. The influential elites and wealthy businessmen were extremely generous with their spending
Though Mabel had only been around for three days, she had heard some gossip. Zendaya, the one caught in an ambiguous situation with Henry in the stairwell last time, was boasting about how she received a fifty thousand tip from a generous businessman from Hoglein
Ten sets of fifty thousand amounted to five hundred thousand, and a hundred sets of fifty thousand summed up to five million. Mabel thought that, by doing the same as Zendaya, she could meet Xavier’s demands and finally gain her freedom.
Then, she shook her head. I’m not Zendaya. Xavier said I can sell whatever I can think of, but I don’t even have a chance to make money by looking stupid or ugly.
The door was pushed open from the outside. Mabel turned toward the entrance. It was Mikayla. “Mabel, come with me.”
“Ms. Mikayla Mabel hastily stood up. Without uttering another word, she followed Mikayla out
“Aren’t you going to ask where I’m taking you?” Mikayla raised an eyebrow, questioning. “You just followed me without asking! Aren’t you afraid I might sell you?”
Mabel chuckled. “Ms. Mikayla. I’m not worth much.”
The way Mabel casually laughed off her own worth caused a pang in Mikayla’s heart as she led the way. Yet quickly, she regained her composure. She guided Mabel into a changing room.
Mikayla handed Mabel a piece of clothing. “Hurry up and put this on.”
Mabel blinked as the clothes in her hands felt slightly hot. “Ms. Mikayla, this…”
Mikayla gazed at Mabel with a hint of pity. “Just change into it. It’s an order from Mr. Scott.” Pointing at the clothes in Mabel’s hand, she added, “Mr. Scott had someone deliver this outfit to you”
Mikayla was worried that Mabel wouldn’t obey and was racking her brains about how to persuade Mabel. However, Mabel simply lowered her head and turned around, silently changing her clothes.
Mabel wore a clown costume, and Mikayla summoned someone to apply her makeup. Quietly, Mabel sat before the vanity mirror, letting the makeup artist transform her face into a clown’s
She had to wear a red, round nose and a wide crimson smile paint. Her entire face was smeared with so much makeup that her original features couldn’t be discerned anymore,
Mikayla felt pretty complicated as she led Mabel up to the sixth floor. “Head inside. There’s a group of scions from Junbert in there. These guys are bored with all their usual entertainment, so they’ve come to Club Royale to watch a clown perform, of all things Mikayla said. Suddenly realizing she had said too much, she quickly turned to Mabel “Mabel-”
Before she could finish her sentence, Mabel interrupted, “Ms. Mikayla, I still want to save that five million. Thank you for giving me this opportunity.”
Mikayla paused outside the private room, a mix of indescribable emotions swirling within her. After a moment, she raised ther hand to knock on the door, pushing Mabel inside. With a professional smile, she said, “Mr. Scott, the clown has arrived.”
Mabel suddenly looked up. Why is Xavier here? I thought it was just a group of scions from Junbert! He must be here deliberately to
10:07 AM
Chapter 20 Five Million
+8 Pearls
“The clown’s here! Come on, clown. Smile,” said a young man lounging nonchalantly on a black, diamond–studded couch. He wore a black and white striped t–shirt, tight jeans, and around his neck hung a silver chain that sparkler, exuding a strong hip–hop vibe.
The young man, roughly in his early twenties, sported dyed flaxen hair and exuded an air of youthful recklessness.
At that moment, he was lounging comfortably on the couch. When he spotted Mabel entering, he abruptly leaned forward, causing the chain around his neck to sway in mid–air. The young man pointed at Mabel, grinning playfully “Come on, give me a smile, clown. Yes, right here. Good. Now that’s a nice smile, I shall reward you. With that, he generously tossed a thick stack of bills at Mabel’s feet.
The implication of insult was even more pronounced.
Mabel’s eyelashes trembled ever so slightly, but then she suddenly raised her head and revealed a broad smile. Paired with her heavy clown makeup, it made her appear all the more ingratiating.
“NO. NO. NO! That smile won’t do. Try another one,” the young man nonchalantly wagged his finger. “Want more money! Put a bit more effort into your smile.”
Mabel lowered her head, her pink fringe falling into her eyes. In response, her pupils contracted slightly. Meanwhile, Xavier watched every move she made. A glimmer of gloom flashed in his eyes.
