Reflecting on her situation, Cynthia carefully tucked the one billion dor check back into her wallet. She realized that if she intended to “purchase” a woman like ine, one billion dors might be too much, and she concluded that one billion was more than sufficient for her ns.
With that in mind, she pulled out her checkbook once more and wrote a temporary check for 100 million dors instead. Cynthia’s strategy was to use the one billion dor checkter to persuade ine to return home and pressure her daughter into divorcing Charlie. This would mean that her mission in Aurous Hill would be halfway aplished.
After finalizing the check for 100 million, she retrieved a luxurious Hermès silk scarf from her bag and ced it elegantly on the sofa before settling down. Meanwhile, ine was still enjoying a soak in the bathtub.
Though she had already washed, ine lingered in the bath because she believed that the milk petal soak would provide excellent hydration for her skin, making it worth the extra time.
At that moment, Harold and Christopher had arrived with a few young men in arge van, parked discreetly at the back door of the beauty salon.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">
Harold dialed the boss, Ben, and inquired, “Hey Ben, is everything set? Have you taken care of ine yet? I’m ready at the back door!”
Ben, however, was thinking, “I can’t risk my extra 50,000 dors just yet; I need to ensure I’m safe before proceeding!” So he responded to Harold, “Just hold on for a moment. ine is in the bath, and I’m adding the special ingredients to the water. Once she’s done, I’ll make sure she drinks it. I’ll call you as soon as she’s out cold, and then you cane in with the team!”
Upon hearing this, Harold grinned and replied, “Ben, you’re always dependable! Alright, I’ll wait, and just let me know the moment it’s done.”
“You got it! Just hang tight!”
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After ten more minutes of soaking, ine reluctantly emerged from the bathtub, noticing that her skin had be slightly pale from the warm water. She immediately pressed the service bell, prompting the clerk who had assisted her to rush in with a fresh bath towel.<fn34ba> For original chapters go to find(?)ovel</fn34ba>
The clerk wrapped the towel around ine and asked earnestly, “Madam, would you like to wear disposable underwear? I can get a pair for you if you need them.”
She added, “All our technicians and service staff are women, so it’s perfectly fine if you choose not to wear any.”
After considering it, ine replied, “I think I’d prefer to wear them. This isn’t a public bathhouse, and it would feel a bit awkward to bepletely bare.”
The clerk nodded and quickly opened a package of disposable underwear for her, also preparing a bathrobe. Once ine donned the bathrobe, she was escorted to the spa room.
As the door opened, the service staff weed her, “Ms. ine, please step inside.”
ine nodded and upon entering, she noticed a beautifully dressed woman seated on the sofa. She turned to the clerk with some irritation, “Is this your technician? That outfit is way too over-the-top. With all those essories, she looks like a mannequin from a jewelry store. What if I identally scratch something?”
Cynthia, overhearing thement, felt a surge of anger. She muttered to herself, “What a ridiculous remark! Who does she think she is, calling me pompous?!”