Chapter 353

"Ugh, this woman's filthy. She's dressed in designer brands from head to toe and actually looks quite pretty. Could it be that her sugar daddy ditched her for a new woman?" Following the voice, Wendy looked up. In front of a club entrance, a woman with heavy makeup stepped into the rain in her high heels. A wave of cigarette smoke mixed with overly sweet perfume hit Wendy in the face. Just then, fingers with red nails grabbed her chin for a closer look. "Well, well, what a pretty little thing," the woman said with a sneer. "There's plenty of rich men in Javerton. You've got the looks and the body. How about working in our club? I'm sure you'll land an even richer patron and wear even fancier labels." Wendy had asthma. The cigarette smoke instantly triggered a violent fit of coughing, leaving her gasping and clutching her chest, stumbling backward as if she might cough up her entire empty stomach. The woman seemed to realize something and stubbed out her cigarette, looking at We