Chapter 4
My head began to throb, my vision blurring.
Through the haze, I caught fragments of voices: “Why waste time talking? One injection and it’s done. She’s the ‘star auction item–delay any longer, and the big shots will lose their patience!”
“Gotta hand it to you, man. Came prepared. Stella’s pretty cautious–if this hadn’t worked, we’d have pissed off the VIPS.”
Zoey leaned against Nathan’s shoulder, smirking at me.
“Stella’s so ‘lucky‘. So many men fighting over her… virginity. Tonight’s gonna be real special for her.”
I stumbled, struggling to stay upright, casting a pleading look at Nathan.
“Don’t do this to me…”
“Please…”
Please don’t make me everyone’s laughingstock.
But Nathan didn’t care.
He sneered: “You love being touched by men, don’t you? Since I can’t stomach it, might as well let others do the husband’s job. Win–win, right?”
He pulled Zoey closer–every touch of her flesh was meant to mock me.
I squeezed my eyes shut in despair, the drugs dulling my terror.
The next second, I was stripped naked, locked in a transparent crystal box, and dumped backstage.
I pounded against the walls frantically.
“Let me out…”
But no one paid attention to my cries for help.
“A bunch of rich old geezers are begging for a preview of Stella. Who knew a washed–up woman would still be in such high demand‘? Guess we’ll see who wins her last!”
The laughter outside grew distant as I pinched my thigh hard, trying to stay conscious.
Just as I was losing hope-
The door suddenly opened.
Bright light flooded the dark room.
A group of black–suited bodyguards surrounded me.
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Trash Husband, Billionaire Upgrade: Dumping the Fake for Real Love
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