Grace looked around the small holding room, a calculating glint in her eyes. It wasn’t bad—better than the dingy room they had been living in. Most importantly, after three years of living in shame, she had had enough of this miserable existence. Maybe getting arrested could be her way out.
“Mom, what are you thinking?” Sophia asked, her voice trembling slightly.
“Sophia, do you want to go back to the nightclub?”
Sophia’s face turned pale with terror. “I don’t want to…”
Three years ago, she had been the mistress of a wealthy man, but he was a complete p.ervert, and she had nearly died because of him. Despite all that, he was stingy, giving her little money. After a while, he dumped her for Chloe, a well-known actress. For him, being with a celebrity was far more prestigious than being with a bar girl like Sophia.