Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

After meeting Mr. Lee, Aurora returned home for dinner, changed into another outfit, and headed out to attend the evening banquet.

The design drafts for the wedding rings were nearly complete. She left them on the table, waiting for Julian to finalize the design upon his return.

"Miss, will you not be coming back tonight?" Mrs. Hill asked before Aurora left.

"Probably not. You don't need to wait up for me. Just go to bed after you finish your TV show."

"Alright, Miss. Be careful out there. Those rich men can be trouble. Stay vigilant. And since Mr. Barnet isn't with you, remember to lock your door tonight when you go to sleep."

Mrs. Hill had always been close to Aurora, and now that they had reunited, she naturally cared for her even more. Besides their prior bond, Aurora paid her a generous salary every month for relatively light work. Aurora treated her like family, so Mrs. Hill took care of her with great dedication.

"Don't worry. Heather will be with me tonight, and we'll share a room. Cameron is here to pick me up. I'll head out now."

"Alright."

"Oh, and Mrs. Hill, Julian will be back tomorrow night. Make sure to buy some of his favorite dishes, preferably spicy ones. He's just coming back from Europe, so I'm sure he'll be craving Clothville cuisine."

"Got it, Miss."

With that, Aurora left. Heather had already opened the car door for her.

"Miss Montgomery, shall we go?"

"Let's."

Aurora wasn't wearing an evening gown tonight. She chose a simple black dress paired with a coat to shield herself from the cold on the boat. She had no desire to catch another cold.

The car headed toward the harbor. Heather, though initially unaccustomed to such occasions, had attended enough events by now to feel at ease.

"Miss, may I see your invitation?"

they boarded the yacht, staff were stationed to check

women boarding the yacht, their intentions clear. These were the so-called "companion girls," hoping to

summer. Aurora glanced at the bare legs and revealing outfits of these women and couldn't help

the indoor areas might be heated, the outdoor deck was certainly

those women servers?" Heather asked, clearly unfamiliar with

help but chuckle

ever seen servers dressed like

and they don't have male companions. I just

them. They're not our

said it yourself-they're here for men. I'm

more. The world was far more complex than it seemed, and there were things she preferred not to explain. Perhaps Heather's innocence was

We

"Alright."

the crowd. Aurora's attire, though simple at first glance, exuded an understated luxury that only the discerning could recognize. Her outfit alone was worth tens of

of the companion girls. After all, how could

inside, the lavish decorations on the

busy person. I've invited you several times, but you've been reluctant to accept. If you didn't show up

the adventure continues. Join us for the complete experience—all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! The speaker was a middle-aged man in his forties. He was none other than Mr. Warden, the host of the evening's event and a prominent

dominated by the Marcos family's company, the industry had seen Mr. Warden's business rise to prominence, surpassing the Marcos enterprise in

I've just been caught up with

came. I have something to

gentlemanly decorum, careful not to overstep any

she was Julian's fiancée. Few would dare to make

course, Mr. Warden. Please, don't let me keep you

forgive me if

curious sight: a man old enough to be Aurora's father

Onlookers couldn't

the companion girls who had just

Even Mr. Warden is treating

if you've never seen her, you've probably used her