"Is that so?"
Aaron suddenly tackled her chin, as if it had dawned on him.
The next second, he pulled a wad of cash from his wallet and dropped it on Sherry.
"Is this, enough for you to buy another suit?"
Sherry didn't have time to answer before her collar had been ripped open by the man.
She was flustered and confused, "Aaron, what are you doing?"
"I'll help you; I'll help you climb. I know his room is just down the corridor, so I'll send you to his bed. I'll send you to his bed so you can spend some time with him to boost our Night Group's performance, he'll like it when he sees you like this, won't he?"
The more Aaron talks, the more he goes over the top.
Those eyes of his had a disdainful smile and when he looked at Sherry, it wasn't like he was looking at a person at all, he was looking at an object, a piece of trash that wasn't worth keeping.
"No, don't."
Sherry's eyes were full of tears, his insults were all she could take.