'I said if Ashley is such a hardworking and excellent employee, she should be transferred to a position with a higher salary." As he spoke, the long blanket fell, revealing the man's tall figure. nonchalantly stood up, sweeping towards Ashley, who was stunned to the side.

The corner of his mouth slowly curled up sarcastically: "Meadow, you have to understand the abilities of the people under you... you may not know, this Ashley is very capable of performing."


Ashley's whole body stiffened.

The man's voice seemed to be suppressing his anger: 'The PR department lacks talent like Ms. Ashley. Ashley's ability to stretch and kneel is her forte, but she can also do other things like please men."

The air seemed stagnant.


Ashley's face turned pale but that didn't hurt the man. At this moment, Milan was enjoying her desperate expression... Ashley, could you be quiet?

Milan couldn't believe that someone as arrogant as Ashley would turn into someone in front of him who could only bow his head and kneel like an ant. He wanted to see with his own eyes, was she acting so despicably, indulging in such depravity?


Milan did all of this to pressure Ashley. He was still not aware that deep down he wanted the arrogant woman to tell him: "When Gina becomes your girlfriend, I will see you take a detour" Instead of the poor insect in front of him, she could only humbly kneel and bow her head.

He didn't even know that all the methods he used to oppress Ashley were because he couldn't accept the truth - he was the mastermind who turned her into this.

Milan made an excuse for himself, saying the reason he humiliated Ashley was that - Ashley killed Gina so he hated Ashley.

You will never wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep. Of course one day that person will wake up on his own.

This time Meadow heard clearly - Mr. Milan told her to transfer Ashley to the PR department.

Club Paradise's PR department, to put it simply, is collectively referred to as female models, male models, and young princesses.

'This…" Meadow turned pale and glanced at Ashley, 'I know, Mr. Milan." 

Based on many years of experience, Meadow's intuition was that the relationship between Ashley and Mr. Milan was unusual.

It has not been seen that Mr. Milan has any interest in the underworld of the Paradise Club. To put it bluntly, Club Paradise is just an extremely small asset of Milan, so far Milan has never been interested in this small fish.

'Ashley, you follow me." Meadow said in a business tone. Ashley's face turned pale, she was so miserable that there was no blood left on her face. Suddenly she raised her head and looked at Milan pleadingly: "Don't, I don't want to go to the PR department." Milan wants her to go to the public relations department.

That's not true.

The more Ashley thought, the more violently she shook her head. 'I don't want to, Mr. Milan, I don't want to go to the PR department." 

Ashley panicked and asked for forgiveness. 'I know it's wrong, Mr. Milan, please forgive me. I have been in prison for three years, and I have paid the price, you give me your bank card, I immediately disappear, I immediately disappear far away, I guarantee I will not appear in front of you again in this life."

Ashley can only ask for forgiveness. She didn't pay attention when Meadow heard that she had spent three years in prison, her eyes filled with surprise. Meadow just came to S City two years ago. She's not from here so she doesn't know about Ashley.

If you have followed Milan for a while, he knows everything about Ashley.

Milan's long, narrow eyes narrowed dangerously... Does she still want to hide?

In this life, she will no longer appear in front of him.

With a laugh, the man took out his cell phone and told his subordinates to do something. Not long after, there was a knock on the door, and a subordinate walked in and gave the man his card. 

The man slowly sat down, facing the woman kneeling on the ground, holding a bank card in his hand. 'Christian just transferred all the money in this bank card." Ashley looked at the bank card and somehow raised her head to look towards Milan.

The man's lips opened slowly: "You want me to forgive you, right?"

Ashley was stunned for a moment. Although she didn't understand, she immediately nodded.

"Do you think I'm a good person?" The man asked again, Ashley didn't say. The man smiled lightly: "Yes, until now Milan has not been a good person. How can he forgive you?"

As if talking about someone else, Milan ignored Ashley, like a cat playing with a mouse, toying with the prey in his hand, his handsome face slowly raised, showing an enchanting smile.

'Ashley, you don't have a dime left on this card right now. As long as you earn 500 thousand, I will forgive you. How?"

How?… Ashley's eyes looked blankly at the bank card between the man's fingers. There was no despair on his face... He had no intention of letting her go.

500 thousand... For her now, it's such a big number that she doesn't dare to imagine. As for Milan, is he 500 thousand short? Ashley immediately understood Milan's joke.

The man's eyes were deep, locked tightly on the woman in front of him, not letting go of any expression on her face. His eyes suddenly lit up, his lips slightly raised... Want to run away? Dream.

Milan stood up, and the bank card between his fingers fell in front of Ashley.

 'Ashley, I don't care what method you use, as long as there is 500 thousand in this card, I will forgive you. On the contrary, if you want to be free, don't think about it. Don't try to run away, as long as you're still alive in this world, I can find you."

500 thousand... Where to get 500 thousand?