She Killed My Ex

Chapter 27 Venting His Anger on Her Behalf

Chapter 27 Venting His Anger on Her Behalf

"Laurel, let Mr. Shawn vent his anger, then you can find a job in other places out of Royal Club. Otherwise, as soon as you get out of Royal Club, someone will sent you to a dirty place to do some dirty things. Do you believe it or not?" Marissa said indifferently.

Yes! Laurel was trembling and fearfully fell on the ground at once, and began to pick up the money on the ground in the way she had laughed at Caroline at that time.

On the side, Gianna's heart was also pounding. She looked at Bentley in front of her fearfully.

Bentley threw a handful of bills on the crystal table and said, "You can sing, right? Give you 200 dollars for a song. You have to sing fifty songs, then take the money to leave. If you sing less than fifty songs, or you faint or get dumb halfway, it happens to be a shortage of goods in Frimond recently."

The word "goods" obviously did not refer to the traditional sense of goods.

Gianna's heart almost collapsed. If these two women still didn't know why they were suffering so far, then they were really stupid.

But they couldn't figure out why Caroline, that cleaner, need the real big boss to come forward and punish them finally.

"Mr. Shawn, I can sing." Gianna said, "But I just don't understand. Caroline, she's just a cleaner! No talent, no looks, she has nothing. We just played a joke with her. If Mr. Shawn wants to punish us, we accept it. But your punishment is too harsh, isn't it?"

A joke?

Bentley glanced at Gianna with a smirk. Her face was tarty enough, but at this moment he had no interest in appreciating it. In his eyes, such a woman was rather insipid.

However, at this moment, the way Gianna argued made Bentley feel familiar. She looked like that woman three years ago. She was also unwilling to show her weakness, she also made her utmost efforts to fight for herself, and she also refused to admit defeat in front of him.

After only a momentary lapse of concentration, Bentley withdrew his gaze from Gianna's face. No. The woman called Gianna did not have the arrogance in her bones that Caroline had three years ago, and she lacked the charm.

Caroline.

When Bentley thought of that coward woman at present, who was definitely no longer the proud recusant in Lehcaster, he was irritable for no reason. And with it, the last patience in the two women in front of him also exhausted.

"Marissa, teach her the rules." His cold lips moved.

"Yes."

Marissa stepped on her high heels and stood right in front of Gianna, the corners of her mouth showed an elegant but icy smile, "Gianna, the rules of Royal Club have always been strict. The competition of your peers was not serious, and those who at the top turned a blind eye."

She said so and suddenly the words became sharp, "But this time, you have gone too far."

There was no more words. Marissa just showed an elegant and cold smile, and looked at Gianna in front of her coldly with narrowed eyes, "You are a smart person. You know what to do next."

Though with reluctance in her heart, Gianna gritted her teeth fiercely. She glanced at Marissa, took a deep breath and said, "Marissa, I'll sing!"

She sang the songs one by one, just like when she had tormented Caroline, every song was at a high pitch. And only then did Gianna feel the pain when Caroline was singing.

She didn't know how many songs she had sung and couldn't hold back any longer, "Marissa, could I have a glass of water?"

"What do you think?" Marissa smiled but did not say more.

Bentley was cold all over. Fifty songs seemed like easy to finish, and Bentley witnessed Gianna singing one after another. He witnessed the singer become hoarse and get in an awkward predicament. Did that woman also suffer like this at that time?

The songs sung by Gianna had been out of tune quite early on. Huffing and puffing, she desperately swallowed saliva. Even the onlookers were able to see at a glance that she was thirst and uncomfortable at the moment. Bentley looked at her with a cold face, "If you can not finish singing, you will go to Frimond to 'play' for a few days. "

Gianna's body trembled violently, and her eyes widened in fear. She looked at the man on the sofa and spoke eagerly and arduously, "Mr. Shawn, I'll sing right now." This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

Time passed little by little, Laurel only felt grateful at this moment. Fortunately she hadn't had time to make fun of Caroline, otherwise...She dared not imagine how miserable her consequence would be!

The longer one stayed in Royal Club, the more he could understand what the two words "Royal Club" represented in Lehcaster!

Fifty songs were finished.

"Mr. Shawn, she has passed out."

Marissa said.

Bentley stood up. His long and slender thighs stepped out. Without looking back, he left these words indifferently, "Throw them out."

What was the place of Royal Club?

It had the rules of survival here.

Those who could stay here and enjoy the prosperous naturally had their own skills to survive.

An invisible wind stirred Royal Club, and everyone tensed their skins and reminded themselves. Everyone almost never spoke of Laurel and Gianna, as if these two people had never stayed in Royal Club, and as if Royal Club had never had these two people, and none of the staff members had ever seen them.

"Hey, Grace, I haven't seen Laurel and Gianna in days." Madison took advantage of the mid-break and suddenly said in the staff's makeshift lounge.

More than a dozen people in the lounge had no voice at the same time. Before they were discussing the topic of a certain brand-name, a certain tycoon or big star, and now they stopped all of a sudden. The whole room became silent.

"What's going on? Why isn't anyone talking?" Madison looked around with a puzzled look.

And those who were seen by her immediately turned their heads away, each pretending to be busy with his or her own business, and no one paid any attention to her.

"Grace? What's happening?" The atmosphere was so odd that Madison was at a loss.

Grace was a little hesitant. After all, Madison entered Royal Club at the same time with her. She said very hesitantly, "Madison, ah, actually, Gianna..."

"Grace, let's go. It's time to change the scene." Suddenly, someone interrupted Grace. That person stood up and called out Grace, and all the others in this room rustled and followed, "Let's go, Grace. It's time to work."

Madison's face turned terrible at that moment. Swish! She stood up and asked, "Annie, what do you mean? Why not let Grace talk to me? How are you related to Grace?"

That person who interrupted Grace was called Annie. She was beautiful, even more beautiful than the ones in public relations department, but she insisted on being a waitress for two years in Royal Club. Hearing Annie's words, she stopped her steps and turned around.

"Stupid, you better mind your own business." Annie's eyes were rather sarcastic. Madison thought herself was immaculate, all day long her face showed she was inviolable. If she was really so pure, why not work in a restaurant or do part-time job at weekend as a ritual girl. Why did she come to Royal Club?

"Who are you scolding?" Madison became annoyed.

Annie raised her eyebrow, " I scold whoever answers."

Grace pulled Annie aside, signaling Annie to forget about it.

However, Madison misinterpreted the meaning of this and looked at Grace angrily with grief and anger of betrayal in her eyes, "Grace! I didn't expect you to be this kind of person!"

"Madison."

"Grace, ignore her." Annie interrupted Grace and looked at Madison with a raised eyebrow, "Madison, behave yourself."

Madison herself was the next person to suffer. She was still so stupid as to be opinionated. Today in the toilet, she still talked to others about how she was cheated by Caroline and how cheap Caroline was.

If one wanted to die, even the king of hell could not pull him back.