All too late for his love

Chapter 80

The Rumpus Club auctioned a woman’s first dance, but it was nothing but a farce. Everyone knew it was about wealthy men finding mistresses. No man would spend so much just to dance. There was no such innocent man!

The woman who was auctioned would become a long–term mistress. Willow sat at her vanity, gazing silently at the mirror. What a beautiful face!

She had looked at it for so many years and each time she was still captivated. Even now, sick and thin, her bare face still held stunning beauty.

In some ways, God was fair. Some lacked a beautiful countenance but still lived lives of fulfillment and happiness.

face many envied but burdened her with a lifetime of pain. If she could choose, she’d prefer an ordinary face to endure less

woman auctioning her first dance for 80 million. It was a staggering

photo. Even with careful photoshopping, she couldn’t compare to Willow’s ravishing

been reluctant to take that step, even though Zayn didn’t want her. She wanted to leave this

forced to depart this life in disgrace. There was

first dance.

pristine mistresses. Willow, having been intimate and a mother, didn’t meet the criteria. But in this modern era, technology offered

painkillers and headed to the hospital for

was heavy with desolation. She had come

auctioned off to some fat geezer struck her as hilarious. But the laughter soon turned into the urge to

said about her would be true. She,