When I Lost My Heart To You novel Chapter 4

Grace had been working in Royal Club for three months.

When the night came, in the prosperous and over-exhausted city, feasting and revelry made people indulge in it.-

Grace had just cleaned up the vomit of a drunk lady. Although her movements were slow, she acted quickly. She lighted the incense again and placed it in the corner.

The mop in her hand swept through the independent sanitary compartments. She came to the last compartments. Here was the place for cleaning tools and the place for her to take a break when she was free from work.

Everything looked orderly.

The waitress who let her come here ran away a long time ago, but Grace didn't care. After cleaning up the mop bucket, she sat in the cubicle and started dazed.

'Grace, everything is what Mr. Caden's orders.'

'Grace, you are nothing anymore. The proud family background is gone. The charming beauty is gone. The excellent education background is gone. You are just a criminal now!'

'Grace, be obedient. Don't resist us. Mr. Caden ordered us that we must take good care of you.'

'Grace, why do you need two kidneys as a prisoner? Take out one to save people, just to make atonement for you.'

'Grace... Give up. Don't struggle...'

Those voices were like curses. Those faces were distorted, terrifying and extremely ugly. No matter how hard Grace tried to drive them away, they still appeared in front of Grace's eyes.

"Grace, come out, the six-story. VIP room 606. " The compartment door was suddenly opened from the outside. A waitress frowned and urged Grace to hurry up. "Hurry up. The top female model in the club doesn't put on airs like you."

Grace was usually taciturn. She would do whatever others asked her to do. Even if she knew that they deliberately bullied her, she never retorted or refuted. This was an open secret that everyone knew in the club. Anyone who was in a bad mood could find Grace to "relieved" his bad mood.

"The barmaid is in charge of private room." Grace only told the truth, but after the waitress heard it, she treated it as Grace's refuting. She was immediately angry, holding her chest, "The guest vomited. You let Luna sweep the floor?"

Luna couldn't sweep the floor, but Grace could. The waitress didn't care if this would hurt Grace.

Sure enough, Grace didn't refute. She just said "Oh". Her dull look made the waitress next to her look down on her even more.

Grace lowered her head, followed the waitress and entered the elevator. She was suddenly pushed out of the elevator. Grace was puzzled. The waitress glanced at Grace disgustingly. "You go up by the safe stairs. It's not high. It's only 6 floors," the waitress contemptuously glanced at Grace, "To help you lose weight."

In fact, Grace was not fat, not only not fat, but also ridiculously thin. But every day when she went to work, she was wrapped in a thick layer of clothing which made her look cumbersome.

Obviously, the waitress was deliberately making things difficult for Grace. If it were others, they would quarrel with the waitress. But this person was Grace, and the waitress was very sure that this fight would not start.

Sure enough, Grace had gone up the stairs obediently. When the elevator doors closed, the waitress curled her lips in disdain. Grace was really useless.