Only then did she realize that she had done something she shouldn't have done, which only made Arwood even more suspicious.

Arwood's face was full of suspicion, Meadow also felt that something was wrong, and Ashley's reaction... was too strange.


And Arwood's reaction was no less strange.

"Ashley?" Arwood with a suspicious expression, suddenly removed the finger that was holding Ashley's chin, not waiting for Ashley to breathe lightly, her scalp suddenly hurt, beside her ear was Meadow's voice: "Arwood, what are you doing?" At this moment, Ashley faced the pair of bloodshot eyes, the owner of those eyes, he excitedly licked his lips, "It is you, Ashley, I didn't expect you to suddenly become so ugly, but even if you turn into a pile of ashes, I will still recognize you."

Ashley's face turned pale.


Arwood grabbed her hair, then made an extremely impatient gesture: "Ashley, do you want me to invite you to a private room, or did you come here yourself?"

Ashley's face kept changing, several rounds of change, blue and red overlapping each other, she knew clearly, that today she could not escape.


Arwood... absolutely would not let her escape.

"I don't want to bother you."

Her hoarse voice slowly sounded, she raised her hand to remove Arwood's hand that was tightly gripping her hair, then lifted her feet, trying to keep her spirits up, and walked into the private room.

Only then did Meadow understand that something was wrong, and followed.

"Come here, everyone come and see, this is Ashley." After Arwood entered the private room, he immediately smiled and introduced her to his friends.

His eyes, with meticulousness and the appearance of watching a joke, continuously observed Ashley.

Meadow looked around: "Arwood, it turns out you know our Ashley, but Ashley still has other things to do today, when she comes back, I will tell her to come to greet everyone later, I will take her out first." After speaking, she tightly held Ashley's hand and walked out.

Meadow's hand that had just touched Ashley's hand was pushed away by Arwood: "Meadow, you stay away, this has nothing to do with you. Either stand there and watch obediently, or go out.

But if you want to take her away, ask my friends here, see if they agree."

Meadow's face immediately stiffened.

These young masters did not come from ordinary families, behind them were the wealthy and powerful families of S City.

These people were not ordinary rich people.

Meadow wanted to ask Ashley: "Ashley, do you know Arwood?" She wanted to ask if there was anything uncomfortable between Ashley and Arwood.

But Ashley just kept silent and said nothing.

Arwood laughed again: "Tell me, does she know me? Tsk tsk, Meadow, you came to S City too late, you probably haven't heard of her, the most arrogant and confident woman in S City."... is that Miss Ashley of the Patterson family?

"Arwood, what's past is past."

Ashley interrupted Arwood: "It's past."

Arwood sneered: "The past? You said the past is the past. Ha ha ha... Ashley, I heard from Meadow that one of her employees urgently needs 1.7 billion, is that employee you?"

Ashley was arrogant and conceited, could it be that she also lacks this meager 1.7 billion?

"Alright," Arwood took out a piece of paper and placed it on the table: "Ashley, I won't make things difficult for you today. Kneel and slap your face 100 times. Each time, say "Ashley, I'm a woman who seduces men." Then I will give you 1.7 billion."

Ashley looked at the paper on the table, not moving.

Arwood smiled faintly: "What? Don't want to do it?"

"Arwood, forget it. After all, she is the most arrogant and confident pearl in S City." The people who were with Arwood opened their mouths to advise, but this advice was not sincere, but more like mockery.

'Arrogant and confident?" Arwood smiled, lit a cigarette, took a puff, and glanced at Ashley: 'With her current strange appearance?"

Meadow felt extremely regretful.

She never dreamed that Ashley and the rich and powerful like Arwood were relatives. If she had known, no matter what, she would never have brought Ashley before these people who could do anything.

Ashley looked up and looked around. Those familiar faces, the friends she had played with, were so unfamiliar that she could not recognize them.

Just like her, at first glance, the people she had known in the past would not recognize her either.

'Ashley, is it fun in prison?"

On the sofa, a man suddenly opened his mouth to ask.

Ashley felt heartbroken, then she looked towards that voice... It was the friend who played games with her, drove the tram in the middle of the night to eat crayfish, and happily and comfortably drove with her.

"Duane..."

"Don't, don't call me that," Duane who was playing on the sofa quickly raised his hand: "I don't want to be friends with a murderer."

Ashley's body trembled slightly, immediately, she clenched her teeth, her mind was extremely dizzy, in her ears she heard the voice of the friend she used to play with.

Meadow was also extremely surprised... Murder?

She knew Ashley had been to prison, but murder?

No, no no, this idiot is so stupid, how could he kill someone?

'I heard you're short on money," Duane took out his wallet, a stack of bills, about 100 million, Duane took out money from his wallet, threw it on the table: 'These coins are mine, consider them as a reward, wait a moment and see you kneel and slap yourself in the face."

The fist that was hanging down was close to Ashley's body, releasing and clenching, clenching and releasing.

Although the others weren't as obvious as Arwood and Duane, they also looked at Ashley as if they were watching a good play.

'You want to refuse? Ashley, you have to think carefully, I heard you need this money urgently, I don't know how urgent you need it, but you can let Meadow introduce you, then bring you here… haha."

Meadow heard Arwood say, immediately felt regretful for being wrong from the beginning.

If she had known earlier that Ashley and these people were related, she would not have let Ashley enter this cruel room.

'Arwood, you need to be tolerant and forgiving of others."

'Meadow, there is no place for you to speak here, but out of respect for your mysterious boss of Paradise Club, we have calmly talked to you, to save face for the boss behind you, but you want to speak up here, you are not qualified."

Arwood stepped in front of Ashley, looking down at her from above: 'Ashley, is face important or 1.7 billion important?"