Mr. Fletcher was stunned, waving his hand: 'These humiliating days, do you still want to remember them as memories? Remember them for what?"

She said she didn't care anymore, but a flash of disappointment flashed through her eyes, so fast that no one noticed… She carefully looked at her father, looking at him from head to toe.


Just discovered, this person, is shameless to the point of fear.

In the past three years, he had never visited her once, even the day she was released from prison, he didn't remember. But today, what right does he have to stand here, arrogantly asking her to change jobs?

'I won't change jobs," Ashley said slowly, not caring about Mr. Fletcher's face that was about to explode, a smile appeared on her lips: 'In the evening, Arwood's grandfather called you, he still hasn't told you, Club Paradise belongs to Milan, right?


Mr. Fletcher, if you can convince Milan to let me go, I will be very grateful to you." Ashley's eyes were full of laughter: "Mr. Fletcher, you call Milan right away, ask him if I can change to another job?"

Mr. Fletcher was extremely surprised.


He couldn't believe what he had just heard...

Does Paradise Club belong to Milan?

This bad thing can't be changed to another job, Milan is behind the orders?

Mr. Fletcher is a businessman, after all, he immediately understood, his expression suddenly changed: "Bad thing. Did you do something to offend Milan?"

Ashley had calmed down at this time, she was no longer disappointed, the middle-aged man in front of her, after hearing what she said, his first reaction was to ask her, what did she to offend this man. She looked at her biological father, with such a tough attitude in front of her, and when she mentioned the name Milan, his expression immediately changed.

This… this is her biological father?

'After I got out of prison, I was recruited by Club Paradise as a janitor, no matter what, I will have a place to stay and eat, I don't need to live on the streets." She slowly told the story: 'I worked as a janitor for a while, I didn't expect that, in a place like this, I would meet Milan. And after meeting him, I was transferred to the social relations department, the person who made this decision, was Milan."

She looked at Fletcher, and she told her biological father, that after she got out of prison, she went to Club Paradise, but as a janitor.

But obviously, her biological father didn't understand what she meant… Or rather, he didn't care whether Ashley was cleaning or indulging in debauchery.

What he cared about was…

Mr. Fletcher's face turned from white to blue, blue to gray, a pair of eyes, staring at Ashley lying on the ground… It seemed that Milan hated this evil thing to the core, hated it so much that he was determined to humiliate and torture this evil thing, determined to make this evil thing become a prostitute.




"Let's go."

Mr. Fletcher said nothing, lifted his feet, and hurriedly left Ashley's dormitory.




Mrs. Ezra was still frozen at this time and was roughly grabbed by Mr. Fletcher and dragged out of the dormitory.




"Mr. Fletcher, why did you suddenly leave like this?"

Mr. Fletcher hurriedly walked away: "If you don't go, then stay here and face Milan. Didn't you hear what that evil thing just said?

It seems that Milan hates this evil thing to the core.

Tonight you go prepare the gifts, tomorrow come with me to Milan's house in person, you must clearly express your attitude, this evil thing is no longer a member of our family, tomorrow you find a big journalist, publish an article.

That our family has never known Ashley. Patterson's house has been clean for three generations, there has never been a person like Ashley."

Mrs. Ezra was stunned… At first, she didn't help Ashley, that was a kind of attitude, but if she published a newspaper to erase this blood relationship, then everything would be over.

"This..."

"Think about it, Milan, for the benefit of others, his method is extremely vicious. You don't need to feel guilty, she killed someone, she dared to do it at that time, and now she has to bear it herself. We can consider it as having done our best."

"The Patterson family has lost someone because of her, we can't let that evil thing harm our family anymore.  Go get the ginseng that I hid carefully, and go to Elise's house with me tomorrow."

The dormitory door was still open, in the living room, the woman lay on the ground, staring at the bricks.

Just like that, silently, she stared at the bricks, a stream of clear tears slowly flowed down her face.

Once thought about Monalisa's smile, someone said, Monalisa cried with one eye, smiled with the other, what a ridiculous story.

Ashley also always thought that it was just a coincidence, the problem was the painter's use of color, and then the next generations exaggerated it.

In this world, how could one eye cry, and one eye smile?

Too absurd.

But today, Ashley felt that in this world, two separate expressions were coexisting.

The joy of revenge, made her want to laugh out loud, but the attitude of her relatives looking at her like trash, made her want to cry in pain... In the end, this clear stream of tears revealed a bit of madness.

She didn't know if she was laughing and crying, or crying and laughing. The next day in the Elise family mansion, on the sofa in the living room, a man was sitting there elegantly.

Opposite the sofa, a middle-aged couple was cautiously flattering.

Behind the man, there was a butler with a serious expression standing there, with gray-white sideburns, his expression was serious.

Milan's eyes glanced at the gift that was overflowing on the table in front of him, then placed it on the middle-aged couple opposite, he pursed his lips slightly, "Your intention, I understand." There was a hint of arrogance in his eyes. After speaking, he stood up straight, calling out loudly, "Uncle Smith, take them away."

"Alright, young master."

 Butler Smith stepped forward, bowed slightly, and made an "inviting" gesture: "Young master has been busy with work recently. Young master has understood the meaning of the General Manager and Madam. Let me send you two off."