If so, she could satisfy that man's request and regain her freedom.

She shook her head... It was Antaram, not her. Milan said: you can sell ugly, sell stupid, sell pitiful. But now she doesn't even have a chance to be ugly or stupid.


'Ashley, come with me." Someone from the outside pushed the door open. Ashley looked in the direction of the sound, it was Meadow.

'Meadow." She quickly stood up, without saying a word followed Meadow out.

'Didn't you ask where I took you?" Meadow raised her eyebrows and asked, "You didn't ask clearly, but you came with me. Aren't you afraid I'll sell you?"


Ashley laughed loudly: "Meadow, I'm not worth the money."

The woman smiled faintly and said that she was not worth the money, making Meadow, the guide, feel uneasy in her heart. But very quickly, she restored her normal state and took Ashley to the dressing room.


Meadow gave Ashley a set of clothes. 'Change clothes quickly."

Ashley glared, looking at the clothes she was holding in her hand. 'Meadow, this…"

Meadow looked at Ashley with pity. 'Change your clothes. It's Milan's orders." Meadow pointed to the clothes in Ashley's hand. 'This set of clothes was also sent by him."

Meadow was afraid that Ashley wouldn't listen. She had a headache thinking about what to say to convince Ashley, but the woman agreed to change her clothes.

Dressing Ashley in a clown costume, Meadow quickly called a makeup artist to do her makeup. Ashley sat quietly in front of the makeup room glass, not paying attention to the makeup artist turning her face into a clown.

Her nose had a red shadow, her mouth smiled outward on both dark red cheeks, and her face was scribbled so the original shape could not be seen.

Meadow had mixed feelings, leading Ashley to the sixth floor. 'Come on, let's go in. In this room, there is a group of young people from the capital. These young people are tired of playing, now they want to see the clown perform." 

Meadow was talking, suddenly realized she was talking too much, quickly looked at Ashley: "Ashley..."

Before she finished speaking, Ashley interrupted her: 'Meadow, I still have to earn 500 thousand, thank you for giving me this opportunity."

Meadow stopped outside the room, unable to express her feelings. A moment later, she raised her hand to knock on the door and led Ashley in. Her face turned into an experienced smile: "Mr. Milan, the clown is here." 

Ashley visibly raised her head... Why is Milan here? She thought they were just guys from the capital.

Milano is still here. He did it on purpose. Deliberately wanted to see her humiliated, see her discriminated against, see her suffer.

'Clown, come here, laugh." On a recliner encrusted with black diamonds, sat a large child, wearing a black and white striped shirt, tight jeans, and a silver necklace around his neck, full of hip-hop style.

This big kid was probably in his twenties, his dyed blonde hair revealed the enthusiasm of youth.

At this moment, he was sitting upright on the sofa. When he saw Ashley enter, he suddenly leaned forward. Following this movement, the necklace sways. The boy's finger pointed at Ashley, revealing a happy smile: "Come here, smile at me, look over here, that's right, smile beautifully, I will reward you." A thick pile of money fell. Ashley's feet.

The feeling of contempt is very strong.

Ashley's eyelashes trembled uncontrollably. She suddenly raised her head and smiled brightly, matching the makeup on her face.

'No no no, this smile is too pale, change it to another one." The big boy freely shook his index finger. 'Want money? Please try to smile beautifully."

Ashley bowed her head, money fell into her eyes, Ashley's pupils shrank, all her movements fell into Milan's eyes, and a dark light appeared in the bottom of the man's eyes.

Raising her head again, Ashley blinked a few times, an increasingly larger curve appeared at the corner of her mouth, revealing a set of fake fangs that matched the clown's exaggerated crimson lips, causing a smile. Her behavior became extremely humorous.

'Ha ha ha… So fun, so fun." The boy laughed loudly, calling the people next to him to watch: "Hey, do you guys see if she looks like an idiot?"

Thick and dark makeup covers Ashley's stiff smile. There were shouts and praise from everywhere. The boys laughed, clapped, and exclaimed, "Hey, that's interesting. Hey, this money is for you."

At that moment, Ashley didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

'Pick it up? I said it's all for you. You don't want it?"

'I want…" She said humiliatedly.

'If you want, sit down and pick it up, pick it up, and it will all be yours." The older boy raised his eyebrows, speaking as if it were a matter of course.

Milan's entire body was hidden in darkness, his eyes were blacker than the night, coldly staring at all of this.

Ashley's eyes were drooping, her clown makeup was thick and heavy, and her face was as white as a sheet of paper, but so what? In the darkness, Ashley laughed at herself... Money, that's a good thing. She can use it to buy her freedom, right?

Three years ago he sent her to prison, and since then she has no longer been free.

Three years later, after being released from prison, he used a huge sum of 500,000 to tie up her freedom... No, she had fulfilled that stupid girl's dream, she must do it. 

Ashley squatted down, picked up a wad of money from the ground, and as she stood up, the boy's laughter rang out above her head: "What do people like me lack? Money is never lacking. If you let me have fun, I will reward you with a lot of money."

As he was speaking, a rain of money appeared above his head, stacks of money flying down. Ashley watched as the boy picked up a wad of money and threw it into the air.