Your Love Is My Weapon

Chapter 23

Two hours ago.

Arya, who was at work, was in trouble. She was only in charge of delivering the wines, but several men stopped her from leaving.

One of them asked her to drink. "Drop your act. There are no women here who don't like money. They say they don't sell themselves because they aren't given enough money. When she is given enough money, she would do whatever she is asked to. I know your kind. Do as I said.”

The man was a little drunk, and when he spoke, his breath reeked of alcohol.

Arya found he was difficult to deal with and knew that if she didn't drink today, he would not let her go.

She took the bottle from the man and said, "If I drink this, can you let me go? I still have to work." The man lost his temper and said impatiently, "Just drink it!"

Another man in the private room also said, "Just drink this as Mr. Lau said. He is loaded. If he is satisfied, you will get the money you want.”

Arya forced herself to finish the bottle of wine. "Can I leave now?"

"You're quite a drinker. Why did you pretend you can't drink?" The man still didn't let her go.

Arya took the cure in advance, so she wouldn't get drunk. If she got drunk in this place, she might be slept by someone.

The foreman had taught her to took the medicine in advance and had to be cautious at all times "Since you can drink, stay and drink with us.” As he spoke, the man threw ten thousand on the table. "If we are satisfied, the money will be yours.”

Several men dragged Arya to the sofa and asked her to drink with them.

Arya could not break free. She drank a bottle of wine with an alcohol content of 30 and then drank a few glasses in a row. Her stomach ached faintly.

"I really can't drink anymore. If you need people to drink with you, I'll ask the foreman to get someone for you."

"We just want you to accompany us. It's a compliment to let you, a low waitress, drink with us.” The man said angrily and continued to ply Arya with wines.

Arya's face turned pale.

Beads of sweat oozed from her forehead.

During her years in prison, her stomach had been hurt.

She couldn't stand for so many wines.

They didn't let her go until the foreman who heard that she was being plied with drinks came to rescue her.

The foreman was more experienced in such matters. It was only when she got a few women who knew how to please men to accompany those difficult guests that the matter was settled.

Arya whose face turned pale

shook her head with

was thankful for Arya taking the blame for her, so she helped her to the lounge. "You can

that she couldn't speak at all. Sweat soaked

the foreman to call Jasper and ask

and Jasper

did as she

Jasper rushed over with

she lay on the sofa and rested for a while before she felt

foreman, "She won't

"Jasper..."

the sofa and said with pity, "I've found

she could find a suitable job at that time, she wouldn't have worked

record, none of those well-established firms wanted

and said that she would help Arya go through with the

didn't want him to carry her.

want to torture yourself to death before

her eyes. "I

die if the people who had hurt

would not let

all these difficult days, this

hugged her tightly to

and did not notice the

knew how angry Xavier was when he

she needs to be carried

Jasper was about

not to hear, and continued to carry Arya into the car, but

down." Even without looking at him, she knew who it was

or put

in a low voice, "He promised

knew that those things came

his teeth as if he was about to

to see this side of

and down, and he felt

sneered at the two people who didn't want to part with each

here? Do you want me to get you a room so that

bad. The white smoke enveloped him, making it hard to see his expression under the yellowing