Ashley nodded once, walked around the living room, and prepared to go into the bedroom.

'Ashley… Are those real?" Giselle suddenly cried out.


Ashley looked at Giselle in confusion.

'Are those rumors true?" Giselle asked: "Ashley, everyone is saying that you are lying on the ground begging for money, please tell me that this is all a lie, right?" Giselle was a bit agitated.

It was like a big knife was placed on Ashley's chest. Her whole body was tense, a little trembling, waiting for her to stabilize before leisurely walking past Giselle. "It's true."


'It turns out that what they said was true." Giselle opened her eyes wide in disbelief and exclaimed in panic: "Sister Ashley, I didn't expect you to be such a person, able to sell yourself for money."

"Sister Ashley, how can you sell yourself for money? How can you be such a person? When they talked about you, I objected indignantly, but how could you be so shameless? do things like this." Giselle exclaimed loudly, angrily criticizing Ashley: "I looked at you wrong."


Ashley stood at the bedroom door, despite Giselle's criticism, calmly looked at the girl across from her and laughed loudly.

'Are you still smiling?" Giselle couldn't believe it: "How can you still laugh so loudly? Ashley, you would do anything for money?" 

Giselle excitedly shouted at Ashley: "Is money that important?"

Giselle's voice became sharp, on Ashley's face was a pair of calm eyes, as calm as a pond of stagnant water, her eyes quietly looked at the woman whose face was full of anger and excitement. "If money isn't as important as you say, then why did you come to Club Paradise?" She asked slowly, her voice calm as if she were recounting something very normal.

'I..." Giselle's face changed, "This is different. I went to the Paradise Club to work as a waiter and waiter, so you don't know what's going on at my house. I just make a little money for tuition and living expenses." Giselle said as she looked into Ashley's eyes. The more she looked, the more she looked like she was looking at something dirty. "I'm not like you, I don't do it for money. whatever. There's not even a single bottom line."

Ashley laughs again, Giselle says she doesn't have a bottom line she does, her bottom line - is don't drink a drop of alcohol. Her bottom line - alive.

Once a dwarf reaches a certain level, the bottom line is – survival.

She looked at Giselle, her face was young and gentle, exuding a youthfulness that she could hardly compare to in this life.

"How can you still laugh out loud?" 

Giselle stomped her foot. 'Ashley, I'm telling you, it's useless to make more money because everyone is looking down on you. The people who work in the PR department, the girls who sell themselves to rich people, are also more noble than you. If you do that kind of thing, you don't even have dignity, who would pay attention to you?"

After speaking, she snorted coldly, no longer looking at Ashley. Ashley stood there for a while then went into the bedroom, her face full of fatigue, the words Giselle had just said rang in her ears... She just wanted to earn some money for tuition and living expenses, she would unlike Ashley who would do anything for money.

Ashley smiled... She just wanted to earn a little money to make ends meet, have a place to live that could protect her from the wind and rain, have enough food, and not have to beg on the streets, who wouldn't be surprised by that? That little amount of money?

Thinking for a moment, Ashley fell asleep.

This sleep, when she woke up, she was in the hospital.

'You're awake."

Ashley opened her eyes, and someone's voice rang out: "Meadow, where is this?" As soon as he finished speaking, Ashley's throat became dry and sore.

'Hospital." Meadow cut the apple into small pieces and used a toothpick to stuff it into Ashley's mouth. "Eat something and then continue."

To this sudden concern, Ashley was a little unresponsive but still seriously ate the apple that Meadow gave her: "Meadow, why do I have to be hospitalized?"

Speaking of this, Meadow immediately became angry.

Her face darkened: "Why are you in the hospital? I also want to ask you, how many days have you had a fever?" Last night, when Ashley didn't come to work, she worriedly ran to Ashley. At that time, Ashley had a high fever and almost died in the staff dormitory without anyone knowing.

'I didn't see you at the Paradise Club last night so I stopped by to see. Your whole body is so hot that you can boil an egg. I immediately called an ambulance. When you were taken to the hospital, your fever was nearly 42 degrees and your body was dehydrated. The doctor even said that if he didn't get you to the hospital in time, God wouldn't be able to save your life."

Having said this, Meadow was still scared in her heart, "You had a high fever, why didn't you tell your roommate? If you stubbornly resisted, you almost lost your life."


Ashley heard Meadow chattering, although Meadow was very fierce, Ashley heard concern, a wave of warmth filled her heart, a little bitter, her eyes had not shed tears for many years, now Meadow made her a little nervous, but right now, it was as if she was the only window in her life, bringing in light.

But on the contrary, the more she worried about losing it... Without it, she wouldn't be afraid of the pain of losing it.

And this point, Ashley understood very well.

"…Why?" After a long while, Ashley finally mustered up the courage to ask with a trembling voice.

Why does she have to be so nice to Ashley?

Another piece of apple was put into Ashley's mouth. Meadow looked at Ashley complicatedly: "No one in this world is truly good to you. If I don't treat you well, who will treat you well?" Ashley is extremely similar to her old self. Perhaps what Meadow just said to Ashley was also said to herself in the past.