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.

he would've never crossed paths with someone like Denise. And only now was he beginning to understand that some

let's go

Magnus nodded and followed.

walk ahead, still struggling

far from the kind of woman he imagined working at a club. Everything about her demeanor

led him straight to the

you were looking for good-looking guys, right? What do you think of him?" She stepped aside,

by faint bruises,

bad at all. He's got a

wasn't just women being judged

can start today. I'll have someone

pleased by the compliment. He had always known his looks were one of his strongest assets, and in this line of work, that gave

led away to change, Denise gave him a warning. "Some of the guests here can be... difficult. Just keep your head down

works. Honestly, I probably know more about this kind of place

This guy seriously needs to be humbled. She didn't bother arguing. Instead, she turned and went to

time her shift ended

morning, Denise was waiting near the exit when she finally saw Magnus staggering out, face bruised and swollen, looking

"You'd better teach your friend a lesson. He's here to serve the guests, not

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

trembling. "They hit me, humiliated me, treated me like dirt. You have no idea what I went through