In a calm and composed manner, Wendy made a call to The King Club and requested that they send several beautiful ladies to Hanson's room right away.
"Although Hanson doesn't seem to have any mysophobic tendencies, he particularly dislikes women who work at those establishments. Otherwise, he wouldn't have forced me to work as a hostess at the club back when he was trying to humiliate me in my previous life.
"Now, I'm going to let him have a taste of it all as well!" She thought.
After she had hung up, she hurriedly made her way out of the hotel and took a taxi back home.
Standing outside the Simons Residence, she reached out and gently placed her hand against the front gate. There was a bitter yet bright smile on her lips.
"The gate is not sealed. The Simons Family still lives here!"
