After saying that, her knees moved forward, and each time she moved, the crystal fragments stabbed deeper into her flesh, and each time she moved, more crystal fragments stabbed deeper into her flesh, Meadow wanted to step forward to block, but was stopped by someone else: "Meadow, you stand aside and watch, if you provoke our Arwood, Ashley will suffer again."

Like a threat, like a warning, and also like a reminder, although Meadow could hear that she was extremely anxious in her heart, she did not dare to do anything.


"Why did you do that, our boss will be angry."

"Okay, who is your boss, if he is really angry, just say our group's name directly." He still did not believe it, in this S city, if a few of them joined together, who would dare to casually rush up to be their enemy?

Surely no one would be so stupid as to insult his family for a small employee in the company.


Although the distance was only about 4-5 steps, every time she moved, it was like she was kneeling on a tripod.

On her forehead, cold sweat poured out, behind her shirt, it was already soaked.


Raising her head to look at Arwood.

Every time Meadow said 'Ashley, don't," someone else would block her.

Laughing at the pain of others, her eyes were as hasty as a wolf, Ashley straightened her entire body. If she went through, she would have 1.7 billion. She would earn it, right?

But why, her heart ached so much that she couldn't breathe?

Ashley, was a reformed prisoner, what dignity did she need?

Such a luxury, she had lost it long ago. What else could she say?

If she was a prostitute, she had to be a qualified prostitute.

Under everyone's watch, she slowly bent down, then bent down, lowered her head, and lay down at Arwood's feet, her hands on the ground, right hand, right leg, left hand, left leg, step by step, crawling between Arwood's legs.

It's okay, it's okay... What is this?

She had also crawled over the lower hips of people in the same cell, what is this?

But with each step, the memories that Ashley didn't want to remember from the past, appeared more clearly in her mind.

In the cell, in the bathroom, they hid her in a hidden corner, then let her crawl through each of their lower hips, some of them were so cruel that when she crawled through, they stood there and peed, wetting her hair and face.

'Tsk tsk, Miss Ashley is so arrogant that she crawled through a man's crotch for 1.7 billion."

'Hurry up and take a picture, tomorrow she will be on the front page of the newspaper."

Ashley's face immediately turned pale, and her breathing became rapid, in the end, she couldn't hold it in, so she angrily said: 'Don't take pictures."

No pictures allowed.

'You said you wouldn't take pictures, do you think you're still the missus of Patterson's house?"

Meadow's eyes narrowed, looking at Ashley in utter surprise… The missus of Patterson's house?

Ashley???

But if she was the missus of Patterson's house, how could she turn into this appearance?

It was unbelievable. The words 'Take a picture." broke Ashley's strong pretense, instantly collapsing into pieces, she slowly raised her head, 'Please… Please, everyone, don't take a picture."

'Please? Arwood, did you hear that? Miss Ashley, did she just say ‘please'? This coastal city's arrogant and self-righteous Miss Ashley suddenly said ‘please'?"

'Hahahaha…"

The mocking laughter from the surroundings instantly drowned out Ashley's voice.

Only fear remained on her face: 'Don't take a picture. Don't take a picture." She screamed, but the more she resisted, the more the people around her picked up their phones, making them even more happy to take pictures.

These laughter, like mantras, Ashley's breathing became increasingly uncomfortable, she shook her head vigorously: 'Don't take a picture, don't take a picture."

Her misery was clearly shown in front of the friends she had been playing with, and they were laughing at her.

Ashley only felt that everything around her, both people and objects, was spinning crazily, she looked up at the spinning ceiling, and began to mumble nonsense: "Spare me, spare me, please everyone spare me..."

Meadow saw Ashley like this and painfully closed her eyes... Ashley, this idiot.

"Don't want to take a photo?" Duane picked up the bottle of wine, squatted down, and brought it in front of Ashley: "Come on, drink it all, then we won't take a photo of you anymore."

"Do you remember, that year, when you forced Gina to drink the whole bottle of whiskey? Ashley, did you ever think that you would have this day?"

Ashley looked at Duane, who was angry, her eyes filled with confusion: "Me? Forced? Gina? Drink the whole bottle of whiskey?"

Every word she said was filled with doubt, she would not do that, and even more so she could not use this method on Gina, forcing her to drink the whole bottle of whiskey.

She had never done such things before.

'Playing dumb? Ashley, at that time you were so majestic, jealous of Gina, deliberately provoking Gina, forcing Gina to drink the whole bottle of whiskey. Do you think that if no one saw this, then others would not know?"

Ashley suddenly interrupted Duane indifferently, her voice hoarse: 'No, what you said, I did not do."

Duane's sinister gaze fell on Ashley: 'Do you want to say that I harmed you? Or that Gina lied? At that time Gina was so drunk that she was lying on the ground, luckily I caught her, otherwise who knows what would have happened. Ashley, do you mean that Gina's drunkenness was fake, or that what I witnessed with my own eyes was fake?"

Ashley was struck by lightning.

Her eyes suddenly narrowed… Gina was drunk, and was caught by Duane?

'Gina… said that?" Her eyes revealed a surprise.

Duane didn't want to see her like this, 'You're good at pretending. That year was also pretending. You were nice to Gina in front of her, but behind her back you did things without limits, do you think you can hide it from others? The bruises on Gina's hands and feet, what's the matter?"

'You treat me like this? Do you think I'm so cruel as to trample on Gina like this?"

The woman was crawling on the ground, the light in her eyes was shining, becoming increasingly gray… Between her forehead, there was an expression of unspeakable fatigue and pain.