She Killed My Ex

Chapter 20 Madison's Harsh Words

Chapter 20 Madison's Harsh Words

Mr. Wyatt got caught up in lust and ignored Caroline. He immediately agreed, "OK, it's up to you." Then his hand got to Gianna's thigh furtively.

"Well, don't think I'm not benevolent," said Mr. Wyatt. Then he took out a stack of banknotes from his black briefcase, about fifty thousand dollars. "A thousand dollars for a song. If you sing ten song, you'll get ten thousand dollars; and if you sing twenty songs, you'll get twenty thousand dollars, and so on. If you can sing fifty songs, all the money on the table will belong to you." It would take at least three hours to finish fifty songs.

"Oh, Mr. Wyatt, why will you give her so much?"

"Honey, I'll give you more later." As he spoke, he smiled narcissistically, "Honey, take it easy. I'll give the most essential and precious things in my body to you."

"Oh, Mr. Wyatt, you're so bad." Her bottom wiggled as she got down from Mr. Wyatt. Then she coquettishly went to the singing platform. "Caroline, you should thank me. I'll choose fifty songs for you." As she spoke, her fingers dexterously and skillfully moved on the singing platform, and she clicked one song after another.

After finishing that, she finally came to Mr. Wyatt again.

Caroline silently picked up the microphone. When she saw the first song was Adam Lambert, Caroline was stunned. The second song was She's Gone and the third song was Feeling Good. After seeing the first three songs, Caroline was no longer surprised by the songs chosen by Gianna.

Gianna wanted to give her trouble today.

She sang very well before her voice became rough. But now, she couldn't sing as well as she used to anymore. When the raucous singing sounded, Mr. Wyatt immediately frowned, and Gianna thoughtfully handed him earplugs.

And Gianna gloated at Caroline.

Caroline sang one song after another, but no one was listening. Mr. Wyatt was holding Gianna and watching a movie, while Gianna was playing a game with her mobile phone.

No one asked Caroline to stop. After singing one song after another, Caroline was about to lose her voice.

Her legs and feet were so sore that she could hardly stand. She was singing these high-pitched songs with a voice that was almost inaudible even if there was a microphone.

"Well, it's almost done." Mr. Wyatt suddenly stood up, pulled the earplugs out of his ear, frowned at Caroline, and said, "Take all the money on the table."

Gianna stood up at once. "Mr. Wyatt, she hasn't finished all the songs yet."

"Well, honey, I don't want to hear such a terrible singing voice. Her voice is hoarse now. The night of rendezvous is always too short. I want to be your bridegroom tonight."

Gianna was unconvinced, but she was not stupid enough to refute her dip man. She lowered her face coyly and said coquettishly, "Mr. Wyatt, you are so bad!"

"Don't call me Mr. Wyatt. Call me by name. I'll take you to the bridal chamber." Gianna called him by name and then they left the box.

When passing by Caroline, Gianna stopped proudly and said, "Your voice has become hoarse but sounds even better. You should thank me. It was I who let you sing that made your voice better."

Caroline kept silent and fell to the ground when she could no longer stand after they left.

Caroline sat on the ground, kneading her knees and muscles for half a minute, and the pain in her legs and feet eased. She stood up, reached out her hand trembling, and grabbed the money on the table. She lifted her foot and walked out.

"Marissa, please help me deposit the money into the card."

"Where did you get the money?" Marissa's eyes were sharp. She clearly didn't arrange any tasks for Caroline! "And what happened to your voice?"

"Nothing. I haven't sung for a long time. Just now, a colleague in the club asked me to sing to a rich man and then I got the money." Marissa was smart. She knew that Caroline didn't want to say more. Marissa nodded, "Hmm". Then she took the money from Caroline and handed her a glass of water. "Drink."

Marissa saw Caroline thirstily drinking, and her eyes were colder. That was definitely not like what she said.

"Marissa, I'm going to eat." Every night, there was a staff dinner at Royal Club. It was almost time. After Caroline talked to Marissa, she went to have dinner.

After that, she stayed until it was at the end of the day. Then she returned to the staff dormitory of Canobo Community.

Madison, who lived with her, got home before her. When Caroline came in, Madison stood up immediately. "Caroline." All content © N/.ôvel/Dr/ama.Org.

Caroline nodded and walked around the living room to the bedroom.

"Is that true, Caroline?" Madison suddenly shouted.

Caroline looked at Madison in confusion.

"Is that true?" Madison asked, "Caroline, everyone said that you lay on the ground and swayed your ass for money. Tell me, this is a rumor, isn't it?" Madison was a little excited.

What she said was like a sledgehammer hammering at Caroline's heart. Her tight body swayed slightly. After gaining her balance, she glanced at Madison. "It's true."

"So what they said is true!" Madison's eyes widened incredulously and she exclaimed, "Caroline, I didn't expect you to be such a person who could sell your soul for money."

"Caroline, how can you sell your soul for money? How can you be such a person? When they defamed you, I stood up for you, but how can you do such shameless things!" Madison shouted and angrily accused Caroline, "I was so wrong about you!"

Caroline stood at the door of the bedroom, letting Madison accuse her. Caroline looked at the college student across from her and laughed calmly.

"Are you still laughing?" Madison couldn't believe it. "How can you laugh? Caroline, you can do anything for money, can't you?" Caroline shouted excitedly at Caroline, "Is money so important?"

Madison's voice became sharp. Caroline's eyes were as calm as a pool of stagnant water. Her eyes were fixed on the girl with an excited and indignant face opposite. "If money is not important, what are you doing here?" She asked slowly, without any excitement in her voice, just stating a fact.

"I!" Madison became livid at once. "It's different! I only work as a waiter at Royal Club. You know the situation of my family. I just want to earn some tuition and living expenses." Madison said, looking at Caroline as if she was looking at something dirty. "I'm unlike you who can do anything for money. There are no depths to which you wouldn't stoop."

Caroline laughed again. What Madison said was wrong. She had her boundary. She never touched a drop of wine and stayed alive. That was where she drew the line.