Chapter 272


    Chapter 272


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    For women like her, they were either sessful or a failure. It was something they had considered


    before joining the industry. Of course, most had went there with the thought that they would be


    sessful. The number wouldn’t have increased, otherwise.


    She changed into another outfit that was a lot more racy than before.


    Wearing a id skirt with a blue and white shirt, she instantly looked a few years younger, as if she


    was still a student.


    “I’ve been watching a showtely and learned a dance to show you.” “Dance.” Weston didn’t say much,


    barely looking at her. His casual attitude prompted Belle to feel that she needed to impress him even


    more. The music began and she started dancing with her might. Weston, however, didn’t seem to be


    entertained, wearing no expression whatsoever. Belle was staring at him from the beginning, and


    seeing the non-existent emotions on his face, she felt nervous, unsure sure if he liked what he was


    seeing. Halfway through the dance, he suddenly stood up. “Take your time.” She didn’t know what was


    going on, but without even sparing her a nce, he walked outside of the room. Belle thought that she


    must’ve danced poorly and instantly pulled on his sleeve. “Do you not like it, Mr. Ford? I can sing for


    you instead…” Weston lowered his eyes and nced at her hand before retracting his hand. “Tell your


    manager that I’m having you for the night.” Hearing this, she was delighted, but at the same time


    curious. Earlier, he looked like he wasn’t satisfied with her. So why did he suddenly want her?


    Weston didn’t give her the time to think and shot Ben a nce before turning around to leave.


    Thinking that Belle had offended Weston, the manager came immediately, only to receive a stack of


    money from Ben instead. “Take good care of Belle.” The manager smiled joyfully after getting the


    money. “Sure! We will take good care of her!” Only then did Ben leave, satisfied. After the two men left,


    the manager went to see Belle and praised her. “I didn’t know that you were such a huge potential;


    even someone as noble as Mr. Ford would fall for you. Do you know who his wife is?”


    “Yes It’s Guinevere.”


    Belle sat inside the room. She was still wearing the outfit with her head hung low, unable to


    figure out some things.


    The manager couldn’t help but feel attracted to her. He had never found her attractive on the regr


    since he was constantly surrounded by beautiful girls, but perhaps she was Weston’s woman that


    made her even attractive. Knowing very well that he couldn’t touch Weston’s woman, he merely said,


    “Keep it up! You’re going to get so much money!”


    The corners of Belle’s lips curved upward. Although she was a little flustered, she was surprised by


    Weston’s generosity.


    “Mr. Ford gave so much again…”


    How can anyone not like someone as wealthy as him?


    But before she could savor the moment, the manager’s face suddenly dropped, and he rushed to her


    dressing table, whispering, “Hide now. Guinevere is here.” Stunned, Belle hadn’t processed the whole


    thing when the door behind kicked open just as she was about to get up.


    “Who is Belle?”