HappyNovelChapter 704 Jeanette never imagined her life would cto this.
She clenched her jaw, forcing the words out. "Adam, I... I swear I'll do my best." "That's the spirit," her brother replied with a sly smile.
A few days later, once the bruises had completely faded from her face, someone cto give her orientation.
There was a rule at Neon Hive: every new girl had to complete a week-long training before she could start working.
At first, Jeanette feared the training would be brutally tough, but her nerves quickly eased when the actual lessons began.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe instructor spoke, enunciating every word clearly, teaching them lines to use with clients: "Darling, right this way." "There you are! I've missed you so much." "I'm broke again, won't you spoila little?" "If you buya present, your wife won't get jealous, will she?" As Jeanette listened, a flood of old memories crushing back.
For other girls, this might be difficult, but for Jeanette-who'd once attended finishing school with the city's elite- this was child's play.
Winning men over was her specialty.
The Iversons, then Theo-one after another, she'd had them wrapped around her finger. She supposed she had a certain talent for it.
Now, working as a hostess in a club like this, she'd suffered plenty and the humiliation was real. But knowing the place was crawling with wealthy men, her motivation flared anew.
Meanwhile, Citrine had no idea that this arrangement wouldn't snuff out Jeanette's hope; if anything, it only fueled her ambition to climb higher and attach herself to someone with real power.
At first, Jeanette just sold drinks, but it didn't take long for her to realize the commission barely covered a decent handbag.
One night, as she was heading out after her shift, she ran into a coworker in the hallway.
The woman was draped over a man's shoulders, practically throwing herself at him.
The guy was clearly caught up in the moment, but Jeanette's colleague kept her wits about her.
"Ms. Taylor, Fiona's taken such good care of you. Maybe you should consider taking Fiona hwith you?" she purred.
Ms. Taylor was too busy groping her steak dinner to give Fiona a real answer.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSeeing this, Fiona's expression turned serious. She raised her voice, "Ms. Taylor, I've worked here for years, and you know you're the only client see. Every tyou come, it's always me. Since you like meso much, why not takeout of here? I know you can do it. I promise, once I'm out, I won't bother your wife. I'd be happy to be your secret-I'll let you keephidden away." Ms. Taylor barely reacted, but at that last line her eyes flickered.
She considered for a moment, then tapped Fiona on the nose. "Alright, whatever my darling wants." Then, almost as an afterthought, she warned, "But you'd better not let my can't protect you." sout. If she does, even Fiona beamed. "Don't worry, Ms. Taylor. As long as I'm with you, I'm happy."
Jeanette had lingered outside the private room, unfold before thing all of this tearing her eyes away.
She scoffed under her breath, "Pathetic. That's the best she can do? e Starving or scraps."
To be someone's mistress-how could anyone settle for so If for solittle? Jeanette would never stoop that low. But overhearing their exchange, an.
idea began to take shape. If e d herself a real pro she could leave this place too.
And the more she thought about it, the more determined she became.
But as it turned out, finding a wealthy benefactor who actually met her standards was much harder than she'd imagined.
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