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.

a pair of high-heeled boots of the same color. Her face was completely free

of drinks with one hand, she pressed down on the gilded door handle

like night and day; it was much quieter. She also noticed that all

frivolous 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

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

Skylar hurriedly apologized, “I’m sorry,

what you want. Don’t use this kind of petty coy tricks on me. I’ve seen more than enough in

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

frantically propped herself into a sitting position. This place was full of the affluent and influential. She knew she couldn’t afford to offend any of them, so she

and alcohol, a white sandalwood cologne fragrance tickled her nose, bringing back memories of the

does that smell… so

was carved into Skylar’s mind deeply, so deep that it seared into her soul.

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

sofa and took out a cigarette from his

man with an impossibly handsome face beside her. She would recognize him anywhere, even if he were burnt

his name through

of smoke rose from between

at Skylar with a gentle smile, which surprisingly made him seem very charming and approachable. “You still remember my name. It seems like you’re

tone, his expression changed subtly, and it brought his aggressiveness

We’re not close. You can take her if you want, Mr. Hayes.” A cold glint flashed in

leered at Skylar. “In that case,

I’m just a promoter. I don’t do anything else besides

rejected in public. It was

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