Room 606.

Ashley knocked on the door and entered.


As soon as she entered, she immediately realized the atmosphere in the room was extremely strange. Under dim light, diners sit on benches next to waitresses.

There was only one girl with a pure appearance standing in front of the glass table in the room.

This girl is a new waitress, named Giselle, who lives in the same boarding house as her. Giselle is a student at S University.


'Sister Ashley…" Giselle suddenly cried and called her name. Ashley was so scared that she lost her mind, her whole body immediately tensed up.

There were seven or eight pairs of eyes in the room all focused on her. Ashley had to close her eyes and say: "I'm a cleaning staff." As she spoke, she revealed an unpleasant voice.


Some people in the room frowned in discomfort.

Ashley has been working at Paradise Club for three months and knows how to talk less and do more. She's just a cleaning lady, even if people are upset with her, no one will target her. But she still doesn't understand Giselle's situation clearly, meddling in other people's affairs will cause trouble.

Ashley shook her head and walked around Giselle, heading towards the bathroom. The VIP room is supplemented with an additional bathroom and all tools are complete, placed in specialized drawers, with no items affecting the aesthetics.

Ashley walked out, holding a mop in one hand and a bucket of water in the other.

She shook her head and focused on cleaning. Giselle always directed her eyes for help towards Ashley but she ignored her.

Three years in prison they have taught her not to brag about anything, to remember that she was nothing. Otherwise, someone else's finger movements would be enough to make her life worse than death. She is not Giselle, even though her family is poor, she still has parents or is a student at S school. Today, she is Ashley, an ex-criminal in prison.

She can't stand big events, she can't stand anything like the wind blowing and the grass shaking. She doesn't even dare to help others.

'Sing this song, you can go." A man said to Giselle.

Ashley quietly raised her head and looked at Giselle biting her lip, as if insulted: "I don't..."

The mop in Ashley's hand immediately became unstable, touching Giselle's shoe, and making her scared. She forgot what she had just said and looked towards Ashley.

Ashley raised her head and apologized: 'Sorry, I dirty your shoes."

This attracted the attention of several men in the room.

In Ashley's ear, she heard Giselle's voice angrily say: "I'm not a female model, nor am I from a rich family. I don't sing, I'm just a waiter serving tea."

Ashley regrets it now, wanting to beat herself to death... There are people she can help, but there are also people she wants to help but she can't help.

No matter what Giselle chooses, if she were Ashley, she wouldn't completely offend these rich young men just because of a song. In the Paradise Club, the status of these people is not low. How could they allow petty servants to disobey them?

Giselle had no respect for these young masters. How could these people ignore Giselle?

What kind of women have these rich men never met before? Looking at the simple and beautiful Giselle, letting her sing a song is like letting her walk up a flight of stairs. If Giselle listens to the lyrics, these people won't make things difficult anymore.

She helped Giselle once and also attracted the attention of the guests in the room.

Ashley thought to herself, she quickly packed up and quickly left. If she stays here for a while, she doesn't know what will happen. Ashley only helps Giselle, if she insults the guests in the room because of that, she will die. She should leave this room quickly.

"Oh? Isn't it noble? This time it was a careless tone: "Don't want to sing? Okay, you finish this bottle of wine on the table and go."

"I don't drink. I'm not one of the bartenders either."

'Huh, don't you drink?" That voice laughed carelessly: "When you come here to work, don't mention the waiter or cleaning staff. As long as the customer requests, they must obediently cooperate, right?"

Ashley heard that voice reminding the cleaning staff, and she had a bad feeling in her heart. The next second, the premonition came true.

'Hey, over there. Yes, it's you. Cleaning staff, can you tell me if I'm right?

The fire spread towards her. Indeed, she shouldn't help Giselle with too many things. Ashley regretted it to death.

'Hey, I'm asking you, the cleaning staff."

Ashley could only close her eyes and nod.

The voice laughed happily, he said to Giselle: "Did you hear? The cleaning staff also knows better than you." As he spoke, he picked up the bottle of wine and placed it on the table: "Drink it all. If not, call Meadow here." 

Meadow was the person who interviewed Ashley when she applied for the job.

Speaking of Meadow, Giselle was a little scared. Her family was poor so she went to Paradise Club to work as a waitress because the salary was high there. If she called Meadow in, she would lose her job. 'Don't call Meadow." Giselle picked up the bottle of wine on the glass table: "I'll drink." While talking, she hadn't even drunk the wine yet and tears were falling.

"Wait a minute." In the darkness, a low sound that was neither fast nor slow rang out. Ashley turned her back to that dark corner, hearing this sound, her body could not control herself and began to tremble violently.

Terror spread in her eyes, and her breathing began to become heavy.

"Turn around." In the darkness, the voice commanded.

Ashley's legs felt like lead and couldn't move. She desperately told herself: he is not talking about me.

'I repeat, turn around. Cleaning staff."