Before she left, Skylar didn’t ask if Tobias would be home at night. Somehow, both of them had understood each other very well.
Furthermore, she had paid Lina extra, as if Lina had serviced them that day.
The manager informed Lina about it. “It’s your lucky day! You earned a huge tip even without doing anything.”
Lina rejected it angrily. “Do what you want with the money. What does she mean by this? Is she taking pity on me? Back in the day, I would have been the one to take pity on her. Now that she’s rich, does she think she can humiliate me this way?”
The manager was puzzled as to what had infuriated Lina. Why won’t she take the money? Is she a fool?
When Lina found out that Skylar had left early and Tobias was still inside, she brought a glass of orange juice and knocked on the door.
The environment within the private room was so quiet that she could hear her own breathing.
Under the dim lighting, Tobias was sitting on the sofa, smoking. He planned to sit only for a while before leaving. After all, there was no point in staying since Skylar wasn’t around.
Lina then bent over to serve Tobias the orange juice.
“Mr. Ford, the next time you’re here, you should get me to give you a massage. I’m worried that the others might not be good enough.” She wanted to seize upon the opportunity.
“It doesn’t matter to me. Everyone’s the same, after all. The male masseur is equally good. Besides, my girlfriend doesn’t like me having a female masseur.”
As Lina nodded in disappointment, the atmosphere grew awkward.
“I didn’t expect Skylar to be your girlfriend. We shared a deep bond during high school. She has had it tough. Back then, her mom was a murder convict. As a result, no one was willing to be her friend.”
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