Chapter 15A Lady of the Night
Brincontined to bustle with music and dancing, even late into the night.
olive had restrained herself quite a bit compared to before, but she was still more than capable when it came to dealing with those difficult trust–fund babies, and she never allowed them to take advantage of her. She knew when to take a necessary step back, and she no longer made things difficult for mone
Thus, het boss thought highly of her.
Car locked on the office door located on the top or before heading in
Mr. Dickmite, you wanted to see me?” live asked respectfully.
Have a seat, Snowdrop”
Mr. Dickmite, or Louis Dickmite, was man in his sos who med most of the clubs in Stratuseille. He also held significant influence in the city, and people greatly respected him; thus, everyone defened to him as “Mr. Dickonite“.
olive nodded and took a seat on the couch. She then remembered it was payilay. But wasn’t it usually the finance department that handled the wages? Why was the bass doing it himself?
On these, she remained calm and composed, but inside, she was already quite scared,
After all, Trevor had already found her. If he gave the word, she would no longer be able to stay at Heign. And it so, what was she going to do?
She still needed money–a lot of money–to treat Solana’s condition. And in her current situation, she wouldn’t be able to eat money if she went anywhere else. “Has the issue with Mr. Lecaster been taken care of?” Louis asked flatly as he looked at Olive.
“Yes, it has already been sorted out. Don’t worry, Mr. Dickmite. I won’t cause you any more trouble,” olive answered calmly.
Louis nodded. He was never man of many words. He pulled an envelope from his drawer and tossed it to her.
“This is theory you camed this month ”
“Thank you, Mr. Diclanite!”
Olive took the envelope before standing up, ready to leave. That was when she heard Louis speak up again.
“Snowdrop, you have all the right qualities, but you’re just too reserved, and that’s why your income is limited. Since you chose t less a lady of the right now. As virtuous as you may be, it still won’t change how others see you.”
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at Reign, you’re more or
Louis‘ gaze blatantly roamed over Olive’s body. She was wearing a plain, skin–tight dress with high slit that exided sensuality, but she was different from the other women win worked at Reign. She still held a bone–deep sense of pride.
olive was a clever person, and she naturally understood what he meant.
Most of the singers at Reign would spend “extra” time with clients–as long as they were paid the right amount.
Louis continued, “I heard Sylvie mention that you have a sick child. Even if you don’t think about yourself, you should plan for your child. Meaningless persistence is just that—meaningless.”
Olive merely offered a gentle smile at these words. She then gave him a respectful od before saying, “Thankyou for your concem, Mr. Dickmite. I think things are good just the way they are right now. If there’s nothing else, I need to get myself really to go on stage.”
She then tumed around, but just as she was about to open the door to leave, Louis‘ st words stopped her in her tracks.
What’s your relationship with the Torsville Hortons?”
Olive couldn’t help but freeze when the heard this, and her face paled instantly.
Had Trevor alieady made a move so quickly?
No, likely not. Louis was probably just testing her. If Trevor wally had made a move, then Louis would’ve throws her out the moment she stepped into his office. Alter composing herself, Olive gave him a small smile.
“You’r overthändng tlungs, Mr. Diclumize. I’m just a lowly singer. How could I have any ties with the Torsville Hotteus?”
When she didn’t hear him respond, she gave him another god before opening the door and stepping out.
