Chapter 87 âLet go of me!â
Olivia Larson fought hard in an attempt to escape the grasp of that man, but since her body was weakened, she could not fight b ack at all.
That man proceeded to blow around her ear and said, âYou are still trying to fight back? The daughter of the Larsons is somethin g that everyone here wants a piece of. Youâre stuck here, Mrs. Freeman.â
Right after that, that man threw her onto the sofa, leaned in, and was about to press down into her before. people around him sto pped him.
âHey, shouldnât we make it more fun?â
âHow so?â
âThis is the belle of Ocean City, the wife of Mr. Freeman right here! Itâs not every day we get an opportunity like this, so of course, letâs start with dancing!â
That man glanced at Olivia and said, âThat works too. We can do that in the meantime as we wait for the drug to kick in.â
So, that man yanked the dizzy, strengthless Olivia up and smiled perversely. âMrs. Larson, please perform a strip dance for all of us!â
Oliviaâs stomach was in knots. A strip dance.....
Such humiliation! They might as well just kill her....
Johnny, were you going to go this low all just for Dorothy?
Oliviaâs tears flowed silently down her cheeks. The ache in her heart was so intense she could hardly breathe.
That man saw that Olivia was silent, so he dug out a cheque from his pocket. âI know you need money. now. For every piece of c lothing you strip, Iâll give you two hundred thousand!â
Another plump man from the other side chimed in, âMr. Coal, two hundred thousand is far too little, isnât. it? Iâll pay five hundred t housand!â
Mr. Coal smiled. âMr. Wales, with your payment of five hundred thousand, the one piece of clothing that she takes off is really wor th a lot.â
The other men started to take out cheques as well. Some wrote a hundred thousand, some fifty thousand, and with all of them su mmed up together, there was a stack of cheques collected in the end.
Mr. Coal waved the stack of cheques in Oliviaâs face. âSo, Olivia Larson, are you going to strip?
One piece of clothing is worth a few million. The more you strip, who knows? You must just be able to buy back the Larsonâs Residence.â
The Larsonâs Residence....
How did they know about that?
Even under the influence of the drug, when she heard the mention of the Larsonâs Residence in her dizziness, she felt like she w as plunged into icy cold water.
She had only known now that to Johnny, she was such a lowly woman.
For him to use the Larsonâs Residence as a threat, what a commendable effort.
Well, up till now, she was the only foolish person. She was foolish enough to attempt to explain, she was also foolish enough to believe that a miracle would happen.
Olivia pushed herself up with the help of the sofa and looked at the room filled with men whose faces she could not even see. She Immediately after, she leaned on Mr. Coal, raised her hands to caress that manâs face, and abruptly pushed him away. Then, she She turned around, took off her coat, and flung it onto the floor. Then, she leaned against the wall and looked flirtatiously at the m All these men exclaimed, âMy goodness, sheâs too alluring! What an experience it is to watch this today!â When Olivia was taking However, when she took off her second piece of clothing, her hands started trembling. She grimaced in her heart and thought, âSo As she slowly took off her tâ
shirt, every inch the shirt went up, the more her heart shuddered, and tears started flowing down her cheeks once more.
Johnny was right. He did it. He stomped her dignity on the ground!
From tonight onwards, the classy, arrogant Olivia Larson was no more, and in her place, a mere prostitute.
She still had a tank top underneath, and everyone was waiting for the show to continue. When they saw a white tank top, they we âMrs. Larson, youâre wearing a little too much, isnât it? Who wears a tank top inside a tâshirt?â
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