Elysium was the most luxurious nightclub in A City, and it operated on a membership system.

The guests who came here were filthy rich or immensely powerful, each of them having a net worth of tens of millions.

Skylar had always regarded places like this with disdain. Never did she think that one day, she would willingly stoop so low for the sake of money.

Being her naïve self, she really thought that Tobias Ford was a generous man, giving her three million when she had only asked for three hundred thousand, which would help her settle her financial emergency.

Thus, when Jeremy told her that the check was forged, her head spun as the world around her collapsed.

Indeed, the world was a sinister place; she had been scammed!

 

As for Jeremy’s surgery fee, his family had surprisingly managed to gather sufficient money after that.

Skylar was baffled as to where the Lanes got the money from, since they were the ones who begged her to gather the money in the first place.

 

Moreover, her future grandmother-in-law even informed her they couldn’t afford Jeremy’s post-surgery rehabilitation expenses and needed her help.

It cost at least one hundred thousand per month. A little nobody like her could barely scrape up one-tenth of that amount.

“Skylar, hurry up. Room 301 requested a bottle of Ace of Spades. Go in and serve the drinks,” urged the manager, Camila Cook, as she nudged Skylar’s back.

Room 301 was the only VIP room in Elysium. The occupants were usually business tycoons and celebrity politicians.

Before entering, Camila had specifically told her to turn a blind eye to whatever was happening inside.

Turn a blind eye? What the heck did she sign me up for? Chills went down her spine the moment she heard Camila’s warning.

of the same color. Her face was completely free of makeup, without even

tray of drinks with one hand, she pressed down on the gilded door handle and entered the room, her heart almost

atmosphere inside the room and that outside was like night and day; it was much quieter. She

voice sounded from above Skylar’s head. With her head bowed low, she was so afraid to make eye contact with those inside the room that

she was heading. She looked up abruptly at the man whom she had run into, noting that he was in his forties and had a plump figure. With a pair of gold-rimmed spectacles

in shock, Skylar hurriedly apologized, “I’m sorry, sir. I didn’t

tell me what you

said, the bespectacled man caught Skylar’s wrist and flung her

position. This place was full of the affluent and influential. She knew she couldn’t afford to offend any of them, so she could only keep

odor of tobacco and alcohol, a white sandalwood

that

so deep that it seared into her

we meet again.” This deep voice resembled a devil’s whisper reached her ears that

man—the devil himself, Tobias Ford, leaned against the sofa and took out a cigarette from his pocket. A flicker of

handsome face beside her. She would

Ford,” she said his name through

from between his lips,

made him seem very charming and approachable. “You still remember

was Benjamin Hayes. When he saw Tobias talking to Skylar in a hushed tone, his expression changed subtly, and

close. You can take her if you

a sigh of relief and leered at Skylar. “In that case, I’ll make

just a promoter. I don’t do anything else besides selling drinks.” Skylar’s hands balled into fists

Benjamin’s anger spiked upon being rejected in

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