Chapter 17


    In the private room was a group of over ten people. The men and women were all dressed up in


    expensive suits and dresses.


    Something caught Meredith‘s eyes as soon as she entered the room. One of the men had one of his


    hands grabbing onto ady‘s chin and with another hand, he was stroking her face. Chuckling, he


    teased, “My dear, why are you crying when a handsomed like me wants to have some fun with you?”


    Meredith took another look at thedy kneeling on the floor to find out that it was Zya.


    At the sight of Meredith, Zya started sobbing and asked for help, “Merelyn, help me.” At the mention of


    Merelyn‘s name, a gorgeous–looking woman in a red dress was slightly startled. She then nced


    toward someone who was sitting at the most corner of the room.


    There sat a good–looking man who was enjoying a ss of wine. And the man was Josiah Shelby. The


    woman thought to herself that things would get interesting soon. After working for quite some time in


    the club, Meredith had learned a thing or two when it came to dealing with these men. Meredith would


    not have interfered if it was not for Zya. Zya was her roommate and she was also her only friend here


    in the club.


    Pulling into a grin, Meredith asked the sleazy–looking man, “What‘s wrong? Why is our handsome


    guest getting all worked up?”


    The sleazy–looking man replied, “Your friend here spilled drinks all over me so I told her I would forgive


    her if she kissed me for one minute. But she doesn‘t want to, well...”


    Squinting his eyes, the man scanned Meredith from head to toe and continued, “Well, what do you


    think I should do?”


    Meredith had her face covered with a butterfly–shaped mask to cover the scar on her face and she was


    dressed in her performing outfit. Hence, her outfit had somehow entuated her elegance. Meredith


    unconsciously took a few steps backward. Trying to hide her disgust for the man, she replied politely,


    “Sir, you might not be fully aware of the rules here but Zya is just a waitress. If you wish, we have other


    girls that are much prettier than Zya for you to choose from.”


    “Hmm, you‘ve got a point. Since Zya is off–limits and I think that you‘re not bad yourself, why


    don‘t...you rece her instead?” The sleazy–looking man said as he reached out his hand to remove


    Meredith‘s mask.


    Meredith avoided his hands and said, “Sir, I’m worried that you‘d be unpleasantly surprised by my


    hideous looks.”


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    The more that Meredith avoided, the more the sleazy–looking man got excited as he added, ” But I like


    ugly girls.” “I must say Mister Leon has a good eye for pretty things. That girl right there? She‘s the


    prettiestdy in Jehovah City, Miss Leighton,” A woman who was enjoying the ‘show’ said in a mocking


    manner.


    “What did you say? She‘s Miss Leighton? Which Leighton?”


    “It can‘t possibly be Meredith Leighton right?” Everyone in the room was both shocked and surprised


    at the mention of the name and started studying Meredith carefully. Especially Josiah who was sitting in


    a corner, not paying attention to what was going on earlier in the room. His hand that was holding the


    ss wine froze mid–air as something shed across his eyes. Very quickly, however, the expression


    on his face darkened.


    He recognized the woman with the mask right away.It was Meredith Leighton. Was it really her?


    The woman who had made him spend three months turning over the entire city just to find her was now


    standing in front of him well and alive.


    That year, he had even spent a huge sum of money on hiring professionals to find her and had even


    put up missing person notices all over the town.


    But it was as if Meredith had disappeared in thin air where her body was never found.


    So she did not disappear but instead had hidden secretly. So it was part of her n to escape when


    she set the fire and jump off the cliff?


    Josiah suddenly hated how he had spent so much effort in trying to find her. ‘Meredith Leighton! You


    have the nerves to stay alive?!’ Josiah thought to himself.


    Josiah had his eyes glued on Meredith as he tightened the grip of his hand around the ss wine to


    the point that the ss might break soon.