Even if she hadn’t lent the money, this live stream should be hers!
With that thought in mind, Mary stood up, deciding she couldn’t stay at the massage session any longer.
At that exact moment, Jackson called her, urging her to come home quickly. He was still living in a dream, happily recounting what had happened today.
Mary ground her teeth, her heart filled with resentment. “I should’ve slashed her face when she left!”
Jackson furrowed his brow. “I told you, I just want you to spend more time with the old lady. If she’s happy, she’ll surely have that girl speak well of us.”
“She's so easy, even flirting with old men in her livestream,” Mary sneered. “No wonder she’s getting so many donations. It must be from Mr. Lee.”
Now it made sense. Otherwise, she would have truly thought that
