She Killed My Ex

Chapter 16 To Humiliate Her

Chapter 16 To Humiliate Her

"I..." She opened her mouth, instinctively wanting to refuse. Bentley in the dark quietly smiled. Sure enough, Ms. Jameson was so proud that she couldn't swallow her pride and endure such humiliation.

"Is it true that as long as I pick up all the money on the ground within a minute, all this money is mine? And you'll also give me an extra reward of fifty thousand dollars?"

Caroline couldn't say no. The scene appeared before her again: a stupid girl, the only one who was kind to her in the prison, yearned for her dream when she was dying. After her intense internal debates, Caroline changed her mind. Dignity? Did she still have it?

Now, Carolin had nothing at all, including her family, relatives, friends, and her past, except herself.

To the devil with dignity!

The boy laughed, "Of course, I mean what I say." A little sneer appeared in his eyes, and he glanced down at the funny woman on the ground.

"Okay." The husky and dull voice was very unpleasant. Naturally, no one noticed the sadness hidden in her words. In front of everyone, Caroline crawled on the ground. Someone laughed and pointed at her with excitement. "Mr. Mason, look! Is she like your stupid dog?"

Then the big boy who threw money at Caroline said, "You're blind? Rock is a male dog."

"Oh, oh, yes!" The man laughed lewdly, "Rock is a male dog, but this is a female dog. Hahaha..."

The sound of ridicule went on. Caroline bit her lips hard and desperately picked up the money on the ground. The money was scattered from the air everywhere. Caroline had to crawl and move atNôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

the same time to pick up the money everywhere.

Caroline, don't listen, and don't care!

Caroline, what is that? Compared with what you've suffered in prison, you should thank these playboys for their kindness!

Caroline, your life is worthless, let alone your dignity.

Caroline, you should remember that you owe your life to a young girl and you must realize her dream about Gartane Lake!

Caroline, since you have nothing except yourself, you should try your best to repay her who sacrificed her innocent life to protect you! Go to realize her dream about Gartane Lake!

The taunts and jeers entered her ears, and she just bit her teeth hard and didn't let go, however painful it was.

A few pieces of paper money were in front of a pair of feet. Without much thought, Caroline crawled to pick them up. Suddenly, the big boy who was called "Mr. Mason" laughed loudly behind her, "Hey, bi**h, wag your tail. Or you won't get the money."

Caroline trembled and grasped the money more tightly as if she wanted to squeeze it into the flesh of her palm.

Someone followed and shouted, "Wag quickly! Wag quickly!"

"Wag, bi**h! Wag quickly!"

"Hey, bi**h, don't you want money?" Mr. Mason suddenly asked.

Money! Caroline looked at the money in her hand, took a deep breath, and swayed her hips slowly and stiffly.

"Ha ha." The laughter grew louder. "Oh, I can't do it! My belly hurts when I laugh!"

"Ho ho... I can't stand it. I've traveled all over the country and have seen all kinds of women in these places for fun. There are many greedy women, but I've never seen such a greedy woman. Tut-tut, it's really an eye-opener!"

"Mr. Shawn, the bi**h is wagging her tail at you?" Mr. Mason said cantankerously, "Aren't you gonna give her something?"

Mr. Shawn! Bentley Shawn?!

In an instant, Caroline's heart stopped beating! She raised her head slowly, stiffly, and with difficulty. This glance made her face pale and bloodless!

Bentley sat quietly on the sofa. The dim light made him look more noble and cold.

Bentley's eyes fell on Caroline's face, and then he said indifferently, "You're so bi**hy."

Caroline bit her back teeth, and her breath became disordered. Without the heavy clown make-up, her face would be as pale as a dead person's!

Fortunately, this funny make-up covered her pale face.

After a long time, under Bentley's gaze, Caroline slowly pulled out a brilliant smile, "Mr. Shawn, thank you for the reward." No one could see it took almost all her strength to say these words.

He scolded her for being bi**hy, but she regarded it as a reward. Wasn't she really no longer the proud and unyielding sonorous rose in Lehcaster?

Caroline took a deep breath, and turned to look at Mr. Mason, "Mr. Mason, I picked up all the money on the ground. Will you deliver on your promise?" Mr. Mason waved his hand nobly. When Caroline was about to get up, Mr. Mason stopped her, "Don't get up yet."

Then he walked to the crystal table and took a glass of whisky.

"Before the money is taken away, I'll treat you to a drink."

A glass of whisky was handed to Caroline, who still lay on the ground on all fours.

"I don't..."

Just as Caroline was about to refuse, a deep voice slowly sounded, "None but the fair deserve the wine. It's a pity to give her a drink."

It was Bentley Shawn!

Caroline lowered her eyelids to cover the bitterness in her eyes.

Bentley, what else do you want to do to humiliate me and make you happy?

"Mr. Shawn, you mean that she isn't a beauty?" Mr. Mason doubted, "I don't believe that there can be any ugly women at Royal Club."

After finishing his words, he looked at Caroline's face seriously. However, the heavy clown make-up covered her true face.

"Don't you believe it?" Bentley's thin lips slightly twisted, and his gaze fell lazily on Caroline's face, "Go and wash it off." His voice was light, lazy, and indifferent.

Caroline was about to get up.

"Crawl over." Mr. Mason said.

Her face was pale again, and Caroline held her hand hard on the ground! Caroline! What is that? Compared with what you've suffered for three years in prison, this is nothing!

She climbed obediently to the bathroom in the box. She had no tools to take her make-up off. She had to use hand sanitizer to wash the clown make-up off roughly. Its ability to clean was not as good as a make-up remover, but it was enough. Her thin and ordinary face could be seen.

She went to the door of the washroom and just opened the door.

"I'm used to seeing you crawl, so I can't stand you walking." Mr. Mason smiled at the woman at the door. "What do you say?"

Caroline squatted down silently, lying on the ground and crawling on all fours. She moved forward with difficulty. She had been crawling on the ground for a long time, so now she was so painful, looking like a dying woman.

She stubbornly endured and hid her pain. She once said that she didn't need dignity and that she didn't care about it, but subconsciously, she would rather endure the pain that men could not bear than say it out.