Luna's face instantly turned pale... This time, she finally realized something: wasn't her situation now similar to Ashley's original situation in room 606?

Her face was pale, not knowing what to do right.


Even though she was a private room attendant, she had worked for so long and had never been humiliated like this by a customer. Her pride couldn't accept this, nor was she the type of woman who would do anything for money like Ashley.

Her value as a person at the Paradise Club was not something that Ashley could compare to.

'Don't you understand what Mr. Milan said?" Meadow coldly repeated: "Tell you to swing your waist and shake your butt."


Luna felt oppressed and humiliated.

'Meadow. Mr. Milan. I don't need this money anymore." This amount of money was not surprising to her. Luna was angry and immediately stood up.


She angrily looked towards Milan, 'Mr. Milan, I didn't pick up this money, nor do I need it."

Milan's thin lips curled slightly, he leisurely said: "Who said the money you found on the ground is yours?" 

On the other hand, Luna took a breath of anger, she was about to go crazy. "Mr. Milan. Don't think you are such a great person that you can trample me. At Club Paradise, you must pay attention to the rules of Club Paradise. Even the bigger characters who come to Club Paradise have to follow the rules here."

At Paradise Club, most people know Milan but not many people know that Paradise Club belongs to Milan. Of course, Paradise Club is only a small asset of Milan.

'Ha ha ha ha…" In such a serious atmosphere, Tyson suddenly burst into tears of laughter. "Oh my God. Interesting, Milan, someone told you about the Paradise Club rules, what are you going to do?"

Milan smiled lightly: "You're right." He looked at Luna, "At Club Paradise, you have to follow the rules of Club Paradise. But at this exact moment, at Club Paradise, I am the rule."

Luna didn't understand, Meadow added: "Paradise Club is a business under the name of Mr. Milan. So... Luna, if you still want to live in the future, you'd better listen to him. Do as he says."

Luna's face is now so white that it cannot be whiter.

"Luna, don't make Mr. Milan angry, otherwise, he will kick you out of Paradise Club. By then, it's unlikely that there will be any place to accept you." Meadow said leisurely.

Luna's whole body trembled. She immediately lay on the ground in fear, using her original form of laughing at Ashley to pick up the money on the ground.

Antaram was also trembling, she looked at Milan in front of her in fear.

A stack of banknotes was placed on the glass table by Milan: "Can you sing? One song costs a thousand dollars, and singing 50 songs costs 50 thousand dollars."

Antaram's heart shook, and now the two of them knew why they committed the crime.

Knowing the reason, neither of them understood. Ashley is just a cleaning staff but in the end, there is a big boss behind it to make things difficult for them.

"Mr. Milan, I can sing," Antaram said. 'But I don't understand, Ashley is just a cleaning lady. No talent, no looks, nothing, we were just playing with her, but isn't this punishment too harsh?"

Kidding?

Milan smiled without smiling and glanced at Antaram. He had no interest in admiring her beautiful face right now, a person like that was nothing in his eyes.

But the Antaram of this moment, that argument made Milan feel familiar, it seemed like the woman in front of him three years ago, both were willing to be weak, wanted to argue but refused to admit defeat.

In just a moment of loss, Milan took his eyes off Antaram's face... No, the woman in front of him was too attractive, far inferior to the woman three years ago. This Antaram woman, lacking Ashley's arrogance to the bone three years ago, lacked Ashley's seductive passion.

Milan thought of the cowardly woman of today, completely different from the sunny person of S city in the past, an unreasonable sadness arose in his heart, even if only a little. His patience with the two women in front of him was exhausted.

'Meadow, teach her some rules." His cold lips moved.

"Yes."

Meadow wore high heels and stood in front of Antaram, the corner of her mouth curled up in an elegant but bone-chilling smile. 

At this moment, her voice suddenly became sharp: 'Antaram, the rules here are very strict. When colleagues are jealous of each other, superiors ignore it. But this time you caused too much fire."

There was nothing else left, Meadow just needed to smile an elegant but cold as-ice smile, leisurely looking at Antaram in front of her, "You are a smart person, you know what to do next."

Antaram was still unwilling, gritting his teeth and glancing at Meadow, she took a deep breath. "Meadow, I sing."

Song after song, just like when she initially tormented Ashley, each song was high-pitched. Only now did Antaram feel Ashley's pain while singing.

She doesn't know what song to sing. She can't hold it anymore. "Meadow, can I have a glass of water?"

"Is it possible?" Meadow smiled without speaking.

Milan's whole body felt cold. He saw with his own eyes Antaram singing one song after another, he saw with his own eyes the singer's hoarse voice, his figure struggling to endure... Was that woman the same at first?

Antaram's throat had long been unable to sing those songs. She was panting, desperately swallowing her saliva. Even if the person next to her seemed indifferent, he could see that her voice was now hoarse. Milan's face was cold, looking at her like ice: "If you can't finish singing, then go to Southeast Asia to "play" for a few days."

Antaram's body suddenly trembled, and her eyes opened wide, looking at the man on the sofa in fear, she quickly opened her mouth: "Mr. Milan, I can sing."