When Her "Death" Couldn't Break Him (Cecilia and Nathaniel)

Chapter 1969 Working At The Club

Denise took him to the place where she worked.

When they arrived, Magnus stared in surprise at the lavish, brightly lit club. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

"You work here?" he asked, raising a brow.

No wonder she always left early and came back late.

Denise noticed the look of disdain on his face, but she didn't react. "Yeah," she said simply. "Working here is the fastest way to make money."

"You really don't respect yourself, do you?" Magnus said bluntly.

He had frequented places like this before. To him, women who worked in clubs were all the same; cheap and shameless.

A flicker of hurt passed through Denise's eyes, but she masked it quickly. "Maybe. But I don't have a choice."

How else am I supposed to pay for my parents' treatment? Without money, they're as good as dead.

Only then did Magnus remember that her parents were seriously ill. Guilt rose sharply in his chest. "I'm... sorry. I forgot about that."

For the first time, he felt genuine remorse.

with someone like Denise. And only now was he beginning to understand that some people's

on, let's go inside," Denise

Magnus nodded and followed.

ahead, still struggling to believe

from the kind of woman he imagined working at a club.

him straight to the

You said you were looking for good-looking guys, right? What do you think of him?"

marred by faint bruises, it did little to diminish his

up. "Not bad at all. He's

it wasn't just women being

start today. I'll have someone show you the

had always known his looks were one of his strongest assets, and in

"Some of the guests here

know how this works. Honestly,

her eyes. This guy seriously needs to be humbled. She didn't bother

her shift

saw Magnus staggering out, face bruised and swollen, looking like

Denise with a frown. "You'd better teach your friend a

the verge of tears. The moment the manager walked away, he broke

"They hit me, humiliated me, treated me