Chapter 9 Tim was uninterested in the drama and headed back to the car. Grace held onto the handlebar of the rental scooter, watching as the car drove away. Inside the vehicle, Ethan's focus shifted to the documents in his hands. Tim sneered, "I did some digging. She's jealous of Yancey and Alice again. Seems like Yancey is finally ready to call off the engagement. She deserves it." Ethan's hand paused on the document at this revelation.

The last time Yancey had mentioned breaking off the engagement, Grace had adamantly refused. Yancey had joked that he would reconsider if she jumped off a bridge. Grace had taken the plunge without hesitation, landing herself in the hospital for a month, but ultimately keeping the engagement intact. Now, Yancey was considering ending it once more... Who knew what extreme measure Grace might take this time?

Grace made her unsteady way back to her rental unit, troubled by the looming hundred-thousand-dollar debt from her brief trip. Lately, misfortune seemed to follow her everywhere. Her phone interrupted her thoughts; it was Joanne calling. "Grace, aren't you tight on cash? Want to join me at Velvet Eclipse tonight?" Velvet Eclipse, the renowned nightclub in Druville, was notorious for draining the wallets of affluent youngsters.

The earning potential was staggering, sometimes reaching tens of thousands in a single night. "Can you really make that much money there?" Grace inquired. "Absolutely, I pocketed 30 grand last night. The VIP patrons are big spenders. I'm off duty tonight but would hate to see the opportunity go to waste. Come over and take my shift." $30,000? Grace was enticed. She swiftly obtained the address and hailed a taxi to the club.

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Unbeknownst to her, she was a familiar face at Velvet Eclipse, a regular attendee. The club operated a stringent face-recognition system, with well-compensated security guards tasked to memorize the faces of patrons and staff to prevent unauthorized access. Crossing the wrong person here could spell trouble. As Grace showed up, the guards regarded her with disdain. She had caused quite a scene before, notably slapping Yancey for getting too close to a hostess.

However, she had swiftly apologized after Yancey's anger flared, a display that left many embarrassed. One guard cautioned her, "Ms. Lambert, please refrain from causing any trouble tonight." Perplexed by the warning, Grace proceeded into the club and found Joanne in the employee locker room. Joanne handed Grace her uniform and instructed, "Serve the expensive drinks for higher commissions. I'll transfer your pay once it's in.

I have to leave now, so I'm counting on you." Grace changed into the form-fitting uniform, accentuating her figure tailored to the clientele's preferences. Joanne discreetly observed her, then directed, "Go ahead. The VIP lounge is at the end of the hall." With a grateful smile, Grace wheeled the drink cart toward the VIP area. Inside, Yancey and his companions were engrossed in conversation. Hendricks Parker scoffed, "She'll come crawling back in no time.

Remember how she threw herself off the bridge the last time you mentioned breaking up?" "What is it about Yancey that Grace finds so captivating?" "If not for her fixation on him, I'd pursue her. That face... incredible!" Yancey basked in the flattery from his friends, his ego receiving a boost. For men, ego was paramount. Grace, with her allure, had pursued him relentlessly, sparking envy among his peers. Once, he had harbored feelings for her.

But as the saying goes, a woman who is too readily available loses her allure. Despite his repeated humiliations, Grace remained devoted, reinforcing his belief that she would always return, regardless. Smirking arrogantly, he remarked, "She'll be here tonight. She can't bear to be without me." His words barely faded when Grace entered the VIP lounge, pushing the drink cart forward.