Chapter 53


    “I don’t me you.” Josiah looked at Meredith on the floor coldly. “Miss Meredith wanted to run away.


    No one could stop her. I hope there isn’t a next time. I mean it.” He lifted Meredith’s chin once again


    and looked at her indifferently. “You hear me?”


    He squeezed Meredith until it hurt. Meredith’s eyes were wet.


    “Now, go drink with the customers.” He flung her violently to the ground.


    Josiah got up from the sofa. Before he left, he said to Miss Josie, “Keep an eye on her.”


    “Yes, Mister Josiah,” Miss Josie replied with a nod.


    The moment Josiah left, Miss Josie said to Meredith helplessly, “Merelyn. Since you have a feud with


    Mister Josiah, can you just try to be better? Don’t drag me down.”


    Meredith looked at her with tears in her eyes. “Miss Josie, can you help me? I did not break that bottle


    of wine. If you don’t pay me, my daughter…”


    “Enough, stop talking about your daughter constantly,” Miss Josie said angrily, “you know better than


    anyone else what Mister Josiah is like. Do you think I can help you? My biggest mistake was to get you


    to cover a shift at the VIP room out of kindness, which offended Mister Josiah and brought trouble upon


    myself.”


    Meredith shut up.


    It looked like even Miss Josie did not dare to help her anymore. What should she do? What could she


    do?


    Was she to secretly escape Jehovah City and stay away from that devil? Once this thought was


    nted in her head, it was hard to wipe it away.


    Meredith started thinking of what she should do to earn enough money to run away. After all, it cost a


    lot to transfer Nia to another hospital.


    Just when she was changing in the dressing room, she vaguely heard the girls discussing, “…I heard


    that Mister Quinn has a weird kink. He doesn’t like pretty girls. He only especially picks girls with


    disabilities. The girl he brought with him is limp. That girl looks like she is not of age yet. I’m sure she


    was kidnapped.” “Is that so? Why?”


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    “Who knows? Perhaps, he is just sick.”


    “I suddenly thought of someone.”


    “Merelyn,” The girls said in unison, then they broke out inughter.


    Meredith pulled the curtains aside. The girls clearly did not expect that she was changing in the


    dressing room. They coughed drily and quickly dispersed. Meredith walked toward one of the girls and


    asked, “Was what you said true? Does Mister Quinn like my type?”


    “Uh…” The girl thought that Meredith was questioning her. She shook her hands awkwardly.”


    –


    I didn’t say that. You must have misheard.” “Can I ask, which room is Mister Quinn in?” “In…he should


    be in VIP Room 3. Are you really nning on going?”


    “Yes, I want to try.” Meredith no longer cares what her colleagues think of her. Naturally, she did not


    need to hide. She left the dressing room under stunned gazes from the girls. “Is she alright? Wasn’t


    she always pretending otherwise?”


    “She must have been loosened up by Mister Leon, so she no longer wants to pretend.” Another girl


    shrugged.


    “Truth be told, there is nothing to pretend.” Meredith arrived at VIP room number 3. Looking at the


    closed door, she took a breath. Miss Josie was right. A person’s dignity was sometimes worth a lot, but


    sometimes it was not worth anything at all.


    –


    Nia’s life was in danger. Josiah was forcing her to her death. If she were to still care about her dignity


    and ego at that moment, it would be in vain.