Leroy looked impatient, but he did not want to make trouble, so he asked, "Well, how much do you want?"
The woman in front of him was really pretty and sexy, which was rare.
But the scar on her left face made Leroy a little bored.
He had no impression of what happened last night, and the hangover made his head hurt even more.
"Mr. Leroy, this is just an accident. I didn't expect that." Angel continues to smoke, "But I don't care much about that. We are all adults. It is not a big deal that young men and young women love each other and have sex. Forget about what happened last night. Just let it go."
Leroy stared at her for a long time, then turned and left the room.
Angel looked at his disappearing back and the smile on his face faded.
Angel turned around and looked at the hideous scar in the mirror. Then she extinguished the cigarette and threw it into the ashtray. She took out her phone and made a call.