C86 It Was Not an Illusion

Zhao Duo kept texting Ye Fann, but he never replied. Her glimmer of hope was fading. The thought of working at a nightclub, selling her body, being trapped under one man after another, with no end in sight and no way back, filled her with dread and anxiety.

She was still in the hotel room Ye Fann had booked for her. She hadn’t dared to leave