Love in the Abyss

make fun of

It had been three days since Emily Stone had been transferred to the PR department, but she had yet to earn a penny. She looked down at her phone, 11:07 p.m. It was the time of night that got busier and busier as the night went on.

The entire PR department was empty, leaving her alone in the lounge. All of her colleagues in the same department had gone out to do their jobs. Truth be told, everyone in Elysian's PR department made a lot of money. Those who came to Elysian were not ordinary people. These rich and powerful businessmen are generous. Emily Stone has only been here three days, but she's already heard a lot of gossip. For example, Zara Green, who was flirting with Xander Blackwood in the stairwell, bragged yesterday that a rich businessman from Hong Kong had given her a $50,000 tip.

Ten fifty thousand is half a million dollars, one hundred fifty thousand is five million. ......

Emily Stone couldn't help but shake her head. She realized it was Zara Green, not her.Damien Blackwood had said, "You can sell ugly, you can sell stupid, you can sell pathetic." But right now, she didn't even have a chance to be ugly or stupid.

"Emily Stone, you're coming with me." Sophia Monroe's voice came from outside the door.

Emily Stone looked up to see Sophia Monroe standing in the doorway.

"Sophia," she stood up quickly and followed her out with little hesitation.

"Aren't you going to ask where I'm taking you?" Sophia Monroe raised an eyebrow and half-joked, "Aren't you afraid I'm going to betray you?"

Emily Stone chuckled softly, "Sophia, I'm worth nothing."

Her understated tone made Sophia Monroe's heart sink, but she soon regained her composure. She led Emily Stone into a dressing room.

"Change." Sophia Monroe handed her a dress.

Emily Stone was a bit confused, her fingers gently touched the dress, "Sophia, this ......"

Sophia Monroe's eyes flashed with a hint of pity, "Hey~ change, Damien Blackwood ordered it." She pointed to the clothes on Emily Stone's hand, "This was also sent by Damien Blackwood."

Emily Stone didn't say anything else, she turned around and changed into the costume in silence.

While the clown suit was on Emily Stone, Sophia Monroe called a makeup artist and began to apply her makeup, Emily Stone sat quietly in front of the makeup mirror and let the makeup artist splash colors on her face, gradually her face became a complete mess, with a round red nose, a cracked grin, and a big red mouth, her features were completely smeared.

Sophia Monroe looked at her with mixed feelings and finally led Emily Stone up to the sixth floor.

"Come on, get in." Sophia Monroe's voice was a little heavy, "There's a bunch of cockney boys from the Empire who are so tired of everything that they actually want to see a clown show."

Halfway through her sentence, Sophia Monroe suddenly realized that she had let her mouth slip and hastily changed her words, "Emily Stone......".

Emily Stone didn't wait for her to finish her sentence before she whispered, "Sophia, I still have to earn that five million dollars, thank you for giving me this opportunity.

Sophia Monroe's heart felt like it was blocked with something. She took a deep breath and knocked on the compartment door, then pushed it open and replaced it with a competent smile, "Damien Blackwood, the clown is already here.

Emily Stone was stunned ......Damien Blackwood How could Damien Blackwood be here? At first she thought it was just those public men, but in the end Damien Blackwood was actually there!

He did it on purpose, on purpose to see her humiliated, on purpose to see her make a fool of herself, on purpose to make her suffer.

"Joker, come on, smile." Inside the box, a boy wearing a black and white striped t-shirt sat lazily on the sofa, a shiny chain hanging from his neck, his whole person exuding an unruly air.

The older boy was in his early twenties, with dyed flaxen hair that made him look frivolous and flamboyant.

When he saw Emily Stone come in, he suddenly leaned forward and the chain swayed with him as he pointed at himself and laughed flirtatiously, "Come on, clown, give the little master a smile, and if you have a good smile, the little master will reward you."

A pile of money was scattered at Emily Stone's feet without any stint, the meaning of the insult was strong.

Emily Stone's eyes narrowed slightly and her eyelashes fluttered slightly for a brief second, but then she raised her head and revealed a wide smile, forcing herself to match that comical clown makeup with an extremely artificial and flattering smile.

"NONONO, that smile doesn't pass muster, change it." The older boy shook his index finger impatiently, "You want money? Smile harder."

Emily Stone dropped her head and saw the bills scattered at her feet, the flash of pain in her eyes seen by Damien Blackwood. The man's gaze darkened, a hint of gloom in his eyes.

She took a deep breath and raised her head again, blinking, the corners of her mouth barely lifting to reveal rows of large white teeth, a comical smile that looked as if it had been torn from under her exaggeratedly large red lips.

"Hahaha ...... fun, fun!" The boy laughed loudly and waved to the next few people, "Hey, look at her, does she look like an i***t?"

A chorus of hoots and hollers rang out from all around, and these men clapped their hands and laughed, "Funny! Interesting! Come on, you can have the money."

At that moment, Emily Stone's heart felt like it was sinking into an abyss, and her smile became increasingly stiff.

"Pick it up? I said I'd give it to you, don't you want it?" The boy said teasingly.

Emily Stone replied in an embarrassed whisper, "Do you ...... want it?"

"If you want it, squat down and pick it up, pick it up and the money is yours." The boy raised an eyebrow and laughed.

Damien Blackwood hid in the shadows, watching all this coldly.Emily Stone lowered her head, her heavy makeup hiding her expression. Her face was as white as paper, but what did it matter? She laughed softly to herself in the darkness - money is a good thing. It brings freedom, doesn't it?

Three years ago he had sent her to prison, and three years later he had locked up her freedom with the bait of five million dollars. ...... But she had promised the girl that she would fulfill this dream!

Emily Stone bent down, picked up the wad of bills, and was about to stand up when the boy's teasing laugh came from above her head, "Like money? I don't need anything but money. I'll reward you a little for making my little master happy today."

As soon as the words fell, bills rained down from the ceiling. Large handfuls of bills fell in a heap.

Emily Stone stared blankly at the scene, completely unable to comprehend what ...... this was all about.

The boy said leisurely, "Like it? I'll give you a ride. You don t get up, give yourself a minute, get down and pick up money, and whatever you pick up is yours. If I can pick up a single one without dropping it, I'll give you an extra fifty thousand."

Emily Stone's hands trembled slightly, not from excitement, but from the deep pain that felt like it was tearing her soul apart.

What to do? Pick it up or not?

Once upon a time, she had heard that picking up money was a kind of happiness, but at this moment, her heart was filled only with endless pain and confusion.