Shining Bright After Rebirth

Chapter 772 Special Service

A man, strikingly handsome, ran his fingers through his hair with a smirk. “Miss,” he drawled with an ambiguous charm, “we’re the special service you requested.”

Diana swiftly grasped his implication, and an indignant laugh escaped her lips. “Do you even know where we are? This is at seven–star hotel right in the heart of the city. The very idea of ‘special services‘ here is absurd.

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“You two seem really cager to poke out your sticks in your pants. There’s an elevator right over there. Maybe it’ll help you cool off

that heat.”

Steven, who had just opened the door, was speechless.

Poke out their sticks?

The two men looked livid.

“You’ve got some nerve, lady. It’s your lucky day that we’re even interested in you. You should be grateful to lie back and spread your legs for us. And don’t forget, this is a seven–star hotel. We booked a room to get in. If we say you came to us, who’s going to believe you?

“Tomorrow’s headlines will be all about your threesome game.”

Diana met their taunting gazes with a smile. “Who sent you

here?”

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What matters is that you once had ten male models at your beck and call. The two of us can give you

Diana was stunned.

male models she knew had gone on to become celebrities in her company and were now

two men before her were undoubtedly attractive, but they were too lean, almost

yourselves, don’t you? With bodies like those, you think you can satisfy

disdainful glance downward at the

was clear that whoever was

everything about their appearance and physique loudly proclaimed

night as gigolos to afford breakfast the

of concern for them. With such slender frames, could their waists even withstand the rigors of their nightly

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The men’s faces twitched.

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tongue’s red with a thick, yellow, greasy coating, and your breath could knock. out a horse. You’re dealing with liver issues and blood stasis. Your sperm? The mortality rate is sky–high, and the ones that survive barely crawl. Your complexion is ashen, and your lips. have a purplish hue. You’re plagued by

hit the nail on the

and erosions on your face are impossible to hide under even the thickest foundation. When you look up, it’s

it’s

with fear, collapsing on the ground with a