Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle by Heap Heap

Chapter 867 She Turned Her Head Away Disgustedly

Nina stared at the message for a while before laughing drily.

She eventually chose to ignore it.

She was like a pet, subject to her owner's beck and call.

That was such a horrible feeling!

Nina got into her car, fastened her seatbelt, and drove away from her parent's house.

She sped all the way back to A City. It would usually take three hours to make that journey, but she reduced it by half.

Soon, she found herself in the most happening part of A City.

She looked through the car window at the scenery outside. Street lamps like stars adorned the tree-lined avenue, giving off a dreamy atmosphere. She did not like nights like these.

The neon signboard read "Queen's Pub" and gave off an alluring glow.

Nina parked her car, took a deep breath, and stepped out.

The moment she opened the door, she was hit by a wave of body heat. She looks coldly at the depraved crowd on the dance floor.

The speakers in the nightclub blasted loud music, causing the bodies and limbs of those people on the dance floor to jerk and writhe.

That was the rhythm of the night.

Nina stepped past the crowd and went into the employee's entrance.

She changed her clothes and wore her ID.

Her salary at work was

in charge of private room number

all the tips that she would be

was a VIP room that served the most wealthy and influential clients of the nightclub. They were

was Leona, her colleague. She wore smokey makeup, but unfortunately, her body

why are you in charge of room number 6 again? You're

much better than her. Nina's curves were accentuated by those clothes, and even a

at Nina's chest jealously. She was not going to

up a

body? She's still ugly anyway!" Leona grumbled as she watched Nina

tried to push her chest up, but no matter what she did, her chest remained flat. She was so angry

in one hand and opened the door to room number 6 with her

a

of the noise from outside could be heard in the well-insulated

and fruit plate on the

by curiosity, she

manager had warned her during the training session that every customer that came to Queen's Pub had a powerful background. No matter what she saw in the private

a question even if

she arranged the

her left, she saw a tall man sitting on a bright red Italian couch and hugging two women in his

face was obscured by the dimness of the room, and Nina could only see his long legs and expensive crocodile

turned away and

into the glasses elegantly. Then, she deftly

and the occasional

a glimpse of the man's face, her blood instantly

That was Pierre Mallory!

sure that

man had ruined her life and made her