âLook at this place! Do you still dare to go in?â Brandon asked.
Sasha was silent, her face pale. But since Iâm already here, I canât back out. Iâll go in and take a look. If
itâs too much, then Iâll leave.
Lifting her skirt slightly so that she would not step on it, she walked into the club, her heels clicking on
the floor.
With her graceful gait and simple makeup that highlighted her features, she looked just like a flower in
full bloom. As soon as she stepped into the nightclub, all eyes fell on her.
âIs this the newest arrival at Golden Gate Club?â someone remarked.
âLooks like it. Someone like her is a breath of fresh air. Sheâs much better than the uncouth ones around
here,â another person said.
âRight? Quick, letâs go and ask the boss,â the first person replied.
Then, those men who could not wait to strip the clothes off Sashaâs body hurried off to look for the
nightclubâs boss.
Sasha was oblivious to it all.
She had no idea that the dress Brandon got her would cause so much trouble.
Brandon was someone in the entertainment industry where the women jostled for attention by making
every effort to dress up. And because of their influence, he had chosen that dress for Sasha.
Soon after they entered the nightclub, Sasha found the private room Travis had mentioned in his
message.
âIâm here, Mr. Lozano,â she said as she walked in.
The smell of alcohol hung in the air of the dimly lit private room, and the atmosphere made one feel
uneasy. As soon as Sasha walked in, she saw several coquettish ladies seated on the couch, and they
were pressing their bodies up against a man.
âAh, Sasha. Come in. Let me introduce you to Frank Wheatley. Heâs one of our most prominent
businessmen around here,â Travis said.
Travis had looked up when he heard Sashaâs voice, and his eyes lit up immediately. Well, well. Sheâs
gorgeous once she dresses up.
Frank also turned to look at Sasha. She wore a pearl white dress that showed off her slim waist, making
her look tall and slender. With her fair skin, delicate features, and sparkling eyes, she looked absolutely
breathtaking.
Frankâs eyes widened, and he immediately pushed aside the women next to him. Where did such an
ethereal beauty come from? Is she even human?
When Sasha saw that, she instantly felt a hint of disgust.
âMr. Wheatley,â she greeted.
âPretty lady, come over here and let me take a good look at you. Tsk tsk, Travis, where did you find
someone like her? Sheâs so much better than any of these other ones,â Frank said.
Sasha did not expect him to utter such perverse words and lunge toward her.
The color drained from her face, and she took a few steps backward.
At that moment, Brandon stepped in front of Sasha. âWhatâs going on? Mr. Lozano, is this the client you
mentioned? Do you have a death wish?â he demanded, raising his leg and aiming a kick at the
disgusting bastard.
When Travis saw that, he quickly pulled Frank back.
âMr. Wheatley, youâre mistaken. Sheâs not one of the girls here. Sheâs Sasha Wand, and sheâs a friend of
mine. I invited her here tonight to hang out with us,â Travis explained.
âA friend?â When Frank heard that, he glanced at Sasha a trifle sadly and had no choice but to suppress
his urges.
Sasha could not bear to stay in the room any longer. She had not expected that the person Travis
wanted her help with was someone so disgusting that she felt like throwing up. Nonetheless, when she
thought about her family, she forced herself to put up with it.
âThatâs right, Mr. Wheatley. Iâm a friend of Mr. Lozanoâs. I heard that youâre a very successful
businessman. Would you consider giving Mr. Lozano a chance? Gerrain Enterprise is one of the best,â
said Sasha.
âSo youâre here to broker a deal,â Frank replied.
The plump jerk! He figured it out immediately. Oh well, so be it. I wonât have to beat around the bush
then.
Sasha nodded. âI wouldnât go so far as to say that. A nobody like me wouldnât have the right to do so.
Rather, Iâm here to analyze the situation for you so that you can see how much benefits youâll gain by
working with Gerrain Enterprise.â
âSuch as?â Frank asked.
âFor example, if you work with Mr. Lozano, I can find a way to sell the futures that youâve tried to get rid
of for so long. Oh, you havenât gotten a single cent from the bonds you got from those other companies,
have you? I can help you with that too,â Sasha replied with a calm and polite smile in her eyes.
Frankâs expression changed. How does she know about all that? No, thatâs not important. Whatâs more
important is that she says she has a solution. How is she going to do that?
Despite the fact that she was not over twenty years old, Frank began to take her seriously.
âYouâre not just full of hot air, are you? Iâve asked many experienced people about that, but I still havenât
been able to find a solution. How is a young lady like you going to handle it?â he asked.
âBy relying on the same skills that allowed me to work on Wall Street and achieve a record of one billion
in orders. Mr. Wheatley, is that enough?â Sasha answered.
Everyone was shocked.
There was complete silence in the private room.