Revenge After Death

Chapter 11

“I didn’t. How many times do I have to say it for you to believe me? I didn’t push her…”

Without any proof, Michael would only believe Yasmin’s words. He trusted her unconditionally.

As for me? I was nothing but a piece of trash.

“Stephanie, you really deserve to die.”

That was the sentence that he said to me the most.

That day, he didn’t let me go until the end. He wanted me in the private room because he wanted to

humiliate me.

“Stephanie, do you know how much they pay for a waitress to keep their clients company? 800…”

‘Stephanie, you can’t even compare to the waitresses here.”

“Stephanie, should I have let them get it on with you earlier?”

I lay on the couch numbly. It felt like my whole body was torn to pieces.

“Michael, please let me go…”

I had already forgotten how long he tortured me.

He finally let me go when he almost sobered up. Then, he tidied himself up while feeling disgusted.

He was always well–dressed. Meanwhile, he didn’t care if my clothes were torn into pieces by him.

even spare me an extra glance because he felt disgusted for touching a dirty thing like me while

leave me

turned and left the room quickly. He didn’t care about me at

like a piece of abandoned rag that was thrown to the

of

the torn clothing on me

outside the club. Yet Michael didn’t wait for

How much for a night? You

who opened the door and saw what had happened earlier kept asking how much I charged

with a smile.

say anything and ran outside frantically.

“Why are you running? Stop with the

Chapter 11

in after having fun with that rich guy. It won’t make a difference

was terrified, and I stepped back nervously. “Don’t touch me,

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this, don’t expect

were many drunk people outside the club.

would those

knew it was dangerous to leave me alone here, but

waiter away. Then,

waiter

the club, I was blocked by other

I cried while waiting for them to rescue me, I

love him

to

to escape.