Revenge of the Hideous Lady by Moonlight

Among the girls, the one dressed in a body-hugging black dress right across Sebastian Brenand inunediately caught his eye.
With a sexy body and beautiful face, the girl seemed like a combination of an angel and a succubus. Most importantly, she did
not have the typical looks of an online celebrity. After seeing faces of online celebrities nearly every day, Sebastian was getting a
little tired of them.
“I’ll have this one... What’s your name?” Sebastian asked as he looked at the girl dressed in black.
“I... I am Rachel Wood,” the girl answered softly. She seemed polite yet wary. Having had a lot of experience with girls,
Sebastian could immediately tell that she was being genuinely wary.
“You’re the one. Come with me,” Sebastian said before directly getting up and walking away with his arms around her.
Rachel stayed obediently by his side and did not say a word.
The manager had told her that she could not afford making any of the male guests in this room angry. Therefore, she had to be
very careful.
Although Rachel did not know Sebastian’s identity, she did not dare cause any trouble.
“How old are you?” Sebastian asked half-heartedly after they walked out of the door.
“Eighteen,” Rachel answered.
“Are you still a student?” Sebastian asked.
“Not exactly. I just left school,” Rachel said, looking down. There was a tinge of disappointment in her eyes.
“Let me guess. You come from a poor family. You have a little brother and sickly parents, which is why you needed to leave
school for work so that you could afford getting your parents’ medical treatment and keep your brother in school. Is that it?”
Sebastian asked.
“Are you a fortune-teller? Why do you know everything from a single glance at me?” She seemed shocked.
It was not because Sebastian was a fortune-teller. Instead, it was because girls liked to make up stories like this around here to
solicit empathy from others. Sebastian had heard one too many of such stories. To be frank, most of the girls who worked in
places like this at a young age were after money and fame.

“Next time, think of a better story. This one is too common,” Sebastian said.
“Huh? I didn’t make it up, ” Rachel said confusedly.
“Fine, I don’t care if you made it tip or not,” Sebastian added.
It was merely an exchange of physical needs. Why did it matter if she was telling the truth or not?
Rachel remained silent. She really did not understand what he was trying to say. However, she could not be bothered to explain
herself. Besides, he was merely a client. After spending the night together, they would go their separate ways. Who cared what
they knew about each other?
***
By the time Xyla Quest stopped working and looked up, it was already noon.
Due to the long hours of having to keep her head lowered, she felt different degrees of pain in her neck and shoulders. Xyla
immediately moved her head around and wiggled her painful shoulders. After moving around for a long while until her body felt
relaxed, Xyla picked up her phone and was prepared to order Japanese food.
Knock, knock, knock...
Right then, someone knocked on her door.
“Come in,” Xyla said.