Tycoon's Substitute Beauty

the top floor of Co

ned the door of Room 888. She held the knob

ily walked over to the bed. Before she knew what was happening, somebody grabbe

h-

s a hot body clim

t figure. With a straight nose, thin lips, and a pair of h

Sheila's heart couldn

hick scent of alcohol assaulted Sheila's nose. She felt like a small animal

was the task she

be af

magnetic voice almost sounded comforting. Despite his heavy breaths be

ips on her collarbone, slowly making its way up her n

like a spark that ig

r mouth was covered by the man's lips. Graduall

y wipe the tears from t

ty. Not only did she allow the man to do whatever he w

past mi

up the clothes scattered on the floor. After hastily g

what felt like an eternity. When Sheila finally stum

thes uneasily and whispered, "Winni

k and she snorted in disgust. "They've been paid. Now

h lengths to pay Sheila to sleep with the director of the film. Although Sheila was just an adopted daughter of the New

ably irritable. She waved at Sheila di

another second, she turned around

the humiliating deal she had just made. Fortunatel

to the sound of running water. Almost immed

re flooded into his mind like a tide. He narro

n he had slept

out of bed and strode

ed the door to the bathroom open and looked coldly a

e man whom Sheila had slept with was not the fat greasy

leasant

ich were covered in hickeys. He was usually quite reserved, but for some reaso

ly felt instantly vanished. His expression

take responsib

nodded wordlessly. The truth was t

economy. If she could get Gerald'

n't let such a grea

ight future, Winnie didn

name?" Gerald

," Winnie answered in a timid vo

my driver to take you home. I'll contact you soon." Without w

e got dressed quickly and le

s he was about to leave the room, he caught a glimpse of somethin

hiny object. When Gerald picked it up, h

looked a little old,

nto his pocket and thought about the bright eyes he had se

eptibly. They would