Still Loving You Nonetheless

Chapter 23

In the dimly–lit private room, Meredith was kneeling on the floor that was covered in shards of glass and she was holding tightly onto a pile of cash in her arms. But what really startled Miss Josie was the gruesome sight of Meredith‘s bloody back.

“Um...Mister Josiah, please do accept my sincerest apologies,” Miss Josie who had always abide by the rule that customers were always right, quickly apologized to Josiah as soon as she stepped foot into the room and continued,

“Merelyn is not from the customer servicing department so she has no experience in offering services for men. I‘m so sorry that she had offended you, Mister Josiah...”

She then turned to Meredith and scolded, “Merelyn, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and ask Mister Josiah for forgiveness.”

“The high and mighty Miss Leighton doesn’t know how to deal with men? Are you sure you‘re not mistaken about that, Miss Josie?” Josiah laughed mockingly and went on, “I seriously think that it‘s a loss for your club if you‘re not using her as one of your best girls.”

Miss Josie had no idea about Meredith‘s real identity, hence she simply nodded in agreement to what Josiah had said, “You‘re right, Mister Josiah.”

“Since you agree with me, let‘s have her transferred to the customer servicing department starting from tomorrow night.” Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

“Huh?” Miss Josie was startled.

“Is there a problem with that? I see that she is obsessed with money,” Josiah paused and added, “Oh, and I think Mister Leon has his eyes on her. You can have her spend a night with Mister Leon.”

Stepping across the floor that was scattered with shards of glass, Josiah headed for the door.

“I‘m sorry, Mister Josiah!” Meredith cried as she wrapped her arms around one of Josiah‘s legs. With tears in her eyes, she pleaded, “It‘s my fault, it’s all my fault. Please forgive me, Mister Josiah.”

Meredith could never bring herself to sleep with Mister Leon. Josiah turned his head, looked down at her, and said, “It‘s not your fault. It‘s never the high and mighty Miss Leighton‘s fault, and neither would she apologize for her wrongdoings.”

He then removed his leg from Meredith‘s grip and walked out of the room. It was only then that Zya came rushing up to Meredith and covered her body with clothes. Feeling bad for Meredith, Zya started to weep, “I‘m so, so sorry Merelyn. This is all my fault. I‘ve done this to you.”

Wiping away her tears, Meredith shook her head and said, “It‘s not your fault.”

Josiah did not need any valid reason if he set his mind to torture her. If not, Meredith did not have to stay low and live her life with a fake identity.

As if she was used to the weird likings of rich people, Miss Josie did not ask much but simply said to Meredith, “Alright now. Go get your wounds treated.”

“I‘ll call my brother right away,” Zya sniffled and quickly called Zade Brooks, her brother on the phone.

Meredith was still holding tightly onto the pile of cash while she was sent to the rest lounge to rest.

Outside the lounge, Linda and the rest of the girls were mocking her, “I heard that not only had she pole–danced naked, but she had also kissed every single guy in the room. Tsk tsk, she‘s branded herself as being sweet and innocent, who knew that she had outdone all of us here.”

“Exactly, and she goes around insisting that she only performs and does not want to sell her body. How fake can she get?”

“Didn‘t you see the amount of money she was carrying with her? There are at least five million dollars, ain‘t it? I mean, I would have done the same if I was her.”

Gnawing on her lips tightly, Meredith could only hold back her tears when she heard how she was being discussed by the girls. Zade Brooks was Zya‘s elder brother and he had just graduated from a medical college. Although he had witnessed a lot of injuries, Zade could not help but curse when he saw Meredith‘s back.

Still sobbing, Zya asked, “Zade, will Merelyn be alright?”

“Don‘t worry, she‘ll be fine,” assured Zade. His eyes had gotten red–rimmed while he carefully removed the shards of glass pierced into Meredith‘s fair skin.

After treating the wound, Zade reminded, “Merelyn, do get some rest and try not to move around much. It‘ll infect the wound.” Meredith simply nodded. However, as soon as the Brooks siblings left, she held back the pain, got herself up from the sofa, and left the lounge. She then hurriedly headed to the hospital.