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.

foreman held Arya whose face turned pale and asked with concern,

her head with difficulty. "My

her, so she helped her to the lounge. "You can go back today. I won't deduct

so much pain that she couldn't speak at all. Sweat

call Jasper and ask him

her chronic ailment and Jasper knew it

foreman did as she

hour later, Jasper rushed over

taking the medicine with warm water, she lay on the sofa and rested for

the foreman, "She won't work here

"Jasper..."

on the sofa and said with pity, "I've found you another job, so don't worry about

a suitable job at that time, she wouldn't

she had a criminal record, none of those

she would help Arya go through with

carry

You want to torture yourself to death before you give up, don't

eyes. "I

die if the people who had hurt me still live so

not

days, this

pursed his lips and hugged her tightly to leave

did not notice the car parked at the

Xavier was when he saw Jasper come out with Arya in

to be carried or can't she live without a man for even one

the car calmly. Just as Jasper was about to carry Arya into the car, he said to

and continued to carry Arya into the car, but Arya didn't

looking at him, she knew who it

didn't move or put her

tears in her eyes and she said in a low voice, "He promised to give me the shares of K&T Inc. You know what those

knew that those things came

gritted his teeth as if

free from his arms and did not want him to see this side of her. She

up and down, and he felt it difficult to

people who didn't want to part with each

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

a little bad. The white smoke enveloped him, making it hard to see his expression under the yellowing streetlight or what he was