Chapter 1373:
From the car, Brenna and Isabella watched him.
Isabella leaned closer and explained, “Not long ago, Mack was working the crowd at another bar. There was this
woman, Gia, who really liked him. She would tip him...”
“...a hundred thousand or more just to have him in her private room.”
“He's really fine with selling himself like that?” Brenna asked, baffled. She’d known Mack was in this line of work,
but hearing about it was one thing; seeing it in person was another.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWatching Mack fawn over women made her stomach turn.
Isabella wasn’t fond of Mack, either. Lately, he had been calling and texting her nonstop, always asking for
money.
Fortunately, Isabella had just filed for a transfer to Plomond and given up her rented place in Shirie. Otherwise,
Mack would have been knocking at her door by now.
“Honestly, Brenna, Mack has no principles,” Isabella said. “He'll do whatever it takes to get ahead. But back
when he was looking for work, he was too proud to take anything he thought was beneath him—sales, car
washing, even driving a taxi. He used to say those jobs were for losers. The management positions he wanted?
Nobody would give him those. | had to listen to him rant about it all the time.”
Through the car window, Brenna watched as Mack got brushed off and cursed at by one woman after another.
She couldn't help thinking he was reaping what he had sown.
An hour passed, and still no one picked him.
Mack's frustration was evident. He stood there at a loss until a middle-aged man approached him.
“How about a couple of drinks with me?” the man asked.
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Mack froze. “Mr. Hardy...”
The man was Sanford Hardy. He had caround just a few nights earlier and nearly worn Mack out. He was
generous, yes, but far rougher than any woman Mack had been with.
Mack wasn’t eager for a repeat.
When it cdown to money or his own well-being, he would choose the latter without hesitation.
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