Faux Vows, True Desires

Neon Nectar Nightclub wasn't really a male escort joint, but rather a club that only hired good-looking young guys, catering mostly to women. Many affluent ladies in Pinehurst enjoy splurging there. It was not unusual for the situation to escalate beyond friendship once the guests and staff got chummy.

If a staff member got snagged by a wealthy female client and became her sugar baby, the club would politely show him the exit.

Many worked there for the high pay, while others saw it as a steppingstone to climb the social ladder.

Even though it was not officially a male escort club, people still labeled it as one due to those circumstances.

Lucinda and Cecilia, all dolled up, took a cab to Neon Nectar Nightclub and only went in once Tiffany arrived.

Tiffany knew that place like the back of her hand. She was a regular in a heartbeat.

Lucinda and Cecilia quickly confirmed their suspicions as many people inside knew Tiffany. Of course, they all called her by her alias.

The wealthy ladies greeted Tiffany enthusiastically when they saw her.

Lucinda nudged her and whispered, "Do you visit this place like every day or something? Seems like everyone knows you."

"I'm here to pitch my men's skincare products, these wealthy ladies are also my clients," Tiffany explained quietly. "Everything I do is for the dough. It's tough to make a buck on my own without a family backing me."

Lucinda said, "I heard from my husband that you just don't want to rely on your family, not that you don't have one to rely on. I think it's great that you're building your own business."

"Thanks for the compliment. I initially came here just to broaden my horizons. Out of professional instinct, I started selling skincare products from the Paisley group. They loved the results and gradually, people here started buying products from me. Not only did I make money, but it also boosted the popularity of the Paisley group's skincare products."

The Paisley group made their name in skincare.

As a professional make-up artist, Tiffany knew skincare products inside out. She recommended different products based on each person's skin condition and appearance. Naturally, people had faith in her once they saw the noticeable results from using the products recommended by her.

Cecilia asked curiously, "Aren't these wealthy ladies your regular clients? Hasn't anyone recognized you?"

"The women who come here aren't from the real upper crust. The real cream of the crop wouldn't dare to be seen here. They care deeply about their own and their family's reputation, being spotted here could tarnish their family's reputation, even jeopardize their marriages," This was why Tiffany needed to wear makeup.

was Miss Paisley from the Paisley

female executives who come to Pinehurst on business do like to unwind

how far the service went, that was anyone's

it now," Wealthy women didn't necessarily mean they belonged to

about her current situation, Cecilia puffed out her

joining them. Like the Martinez family, even if she did join, she wouldn't be bullied too badly, but she wouldn't

wait for her

completely given up on

felt she needed to discuss

wanted to repay a favor and make a little money on the side but she

able to join you.

A familiar voice came.

It was Owen!

him and instinctively shrank back,

pulled

each other for long, so he shouldn't be able to recognize her. With that thought in mind, Cecilia

curiously watched Owen and the female

farewell, Owen prepared to leave that place with

the three of them

a bit flustered. But seeing Owen just glance at her without giving her a second look, Cecilia immediately breathed a sigh of

her, she even waved

mouth, Lucinda

their voices remained the same, once

in his tracks when he heard

gaze was like a flash

face was serious, his

Owen