Mr. Lewis's subordinates, and Jane brought Elsie to a room and tossed her in.
It should be one room in the underground bar.
Elsie could smell the humid scent as well as the disgusting smell after men and women had sex.
She hadn't smelt such a thing for a long time and had almost forgotten her life in the past.
For this moment, she recalled it.
The horrors, pain, and anger surged to Elsie's heart gradually.
She used to be numb to such a kind of matter. She used to not care about her body at all.
It was because she had thought she was filthy ultimately. She wished she could be rotten in that kind of place. That was her life in the past.
However, she was different now. She had changed and known how to love herself. She knew she must protect herself.
She knew that her life could be better and better. She didn't want her life to be rotten, just like this room, full of the smell of decay as if this was a wholly ruined place.
Elsie started struggling. However, Jane slapped her again.
"Elsie Clarke, stop struggling. You're just a whore. Why are you so proud? You've just become the mistress of a rich man. Is that why you dressed up in brand clothes? Stop pretending in front of me. I know what kind of thing you are. Mr. Lewis is interested in you. It's your luck.
"You'd better serve Mr. Lewis well. If you struggle again, you can't blame me for not warning you what kind of torture you'll go through."
After finishing her words, Jane smiled ferociously.
She hated it when seeing Elsie struggle as if she were from a good family. Elise should be the same kind of person as her.
They both sold their bodies to others.
She was still struggling in such a place, but why had Elsie had changed?
Elsie used to steal a lot of her clients from her.
Elsie glared at Jane in anger. Suddenly, she felt sad for this woman and her memories of the past.
She wondered where Wilson had gone. Inwardly, she prayed that he could come to rescue her.
Elise didn't want to feel numb to this kind of thing again. She didn't want to return to the life that she used to lead. However, her gaze annoyed Jane more.
She sensed that Elsie looked at her in disgust and hatred. Hence, Jane hit Elsie again.
"Why are you glaring at me like this? Even if you just sold your body once, you are still a whore your whole life. I don't care if you have a sugar daddy or become good. Let me tell you. It's no use. You are just a whore like me."
After finishing roaring, Mr. Lewis suddenly walked in. Jane walked to him with a coy smile and took his arm.
"Mr. Lewis, this woman is a bit bold. I wonder if her sugar daddy has spoiled her or she had been living with a rich man for a long time. Anyway, have fun. I'm sure a whore who has become a good woman might be more interesting. Her kills were pretty good. She had more clients than I did."
As soon as hearing Jane's words, Mr. Lewis looked over at Elsie in desire.
Elsie looked quite pretty and was young. She was ruby with shiny long hair. Her clothes were all brand ones.
Georgia put those clothes in her closet. Sometimes, her sister also bought her clothes. Elsie had never taken care of the shopping. She picked up clothes from her closet simply.
However, she had no idea that her current look made Jane want to ruin her. Mr. Lewis also usually hooked up with women in nightclubs, who always had heave makeup.
Even those college girls who had become whores had the unconcealed coquetry.
However, Elsie was different from them. Mr. Lewis felt as if he would have sex with a good woman.
Besides, Elsie used to be a whore, so he wouldn't feel any guilt if he did it. He smiled at Jane.
"Since you gave her to me, no worries, I'll enjoy myself with her. Would you like to join us?"
Jane smiled.
"Of course! Mr. Lewis, we both can do it with you. If you have other men who want to join us, they are also welcomed. She has a strong desire. Probably you can't satisfy her alone..."
Upon hearing her nasty words, Elsie got angry.
She roared at them, "Do you know who I am? Have you heard of Wilson Weaver? Robert Simpson? They both are my backers. If you dare to lay a finger on me, let me tell you, you'll go to Hell."
She finally realized that she should threaten them with Wilson and Robert. Her foot was injured, so that she couldn't escape at all. Now the door was closed. She wondered if Wilson could find her.
Hence, she could only try to protect herself instead of keeping silent.
"Wilson Weaver? Robert Simpson?"
Jane laughed out aloud.
"Elsie, although I'm sure you must have a sugar daddy, you don't need to bluff about it. Who is Robert Simpson? How can you meet him? Even if you can, he will think you are disgusting. If you approach him, he'll probably clean himself up with an antiseptic solution. Stop making fun of yourself!
"If you gave me another name as your backer, I would probably believe you."
Jane stopped laughing and said to Mr. Lewis, "Please don't buy it. Probably her sugar daddy doesn't know what a slut she used to be, so she acted to be an innocent woman. If she could truly hook up with Robert Simpson or Wilson Weaver, how could she appear here in this bar? It's impossible!"
Mr. Lewis was shocked by the names of Robert and Wilson. However, after listening to Jane, he agreed.
This woman was just a whore. How could she have anything to do with the Simpson family? On the other hand, Wilson was a well-known ruthless man. It would be impossible for him to have anything to do with Elsie. He believed that Elsie was bragging, wondering if she did it to avoid him.
"Why? Don't you think I can't satisfy you?"
Mr. Lewis approached Elsie step by step with a sneer. Elsie knew that she couldn't afford to annoy him right now.
She said calmly, "I can directly call Robert Simpson on the phone. If you don't believe me, give me your phone. Georgia Lane is my best friend. She's Robert Simpson's wife. Besides, Jason Murphy, Jasper Holland, and Riley Price are all my friends. You'd better leave me alone."