Vivienne Quinn was sitting in the lounge area of the Red Club lobby. While waiting for Damien Smyth, she took out her mobile phone and checked the news of the Angel Orphanage in recent years.
She hoped to find some news about her daughter from these clues.
At this time, two beautifully dressed women came in through the gate, talking and laughing.
One of the curly-haired women inadvertently caught a glimpse of Vivienne Quinn sitting in the rest area, and stopped in surprise.
The woman next to him asked, âWhatâs the matter, hurry up, or Mr. Wang will lose his temper after waiting for a long time.â
âI seem to see an acquaintance, but Iâm not sure.â The curly-haired woman stared at Vivienne Quinnâs direction carefully, and said to the friend who came in together,âWait for me, Iâll go and have a look.â
The curly-haired woman walked towards Vivienne Quinn, took a closer look at Vivienne Quinn, and asked uncertainly, âAre you⦠Vivienne Quinn ?â
Vivienne Quinn on the sofa raised her head and looked at the curly- haired woman in front of her with a puzzled expression, âYou know me?â
She had no impression of the woman in front of her at all.
Dividing into pages now Ï-288 wouchers When the curly-haired woman heard that it was really Vivienne Quinn, she sat down with a smile and said, âI, July, you donât remember, we havenât seen each other for more than five years, you are still so young and beautiful, I feel that you havenât changed at all, Iâm different, Iâm a lot older, you canât recognize me.â
July?â Vivienne Quinn really couldnât remember when she knew a friend named July .
She looked at July, who looked to be in her mid-twenties. In such a cold weather, she was wearing a tight-fitting and sexy skirt. She smelled very strong of perfume, and she was heavily made-up, giving her the air of a prostitute.
July smiled and reminded,â July, you really donât know each other? Five years ago, at this Red Club, you helped me out. At that time, a San Francisco boss insisted on letting me drink, and the wine was ordered The one who took the medicine was you who blocked me, so I survived, and I will always remember your kindness.â
If it werenât for such a great kindness, July would not always remember Vivienne Quinn.
The boss in San Francisco is notoriously lecherous and perverted. July was beaten by the boss and almost died. He was very afraid of the boss.
The time she thought she was doomed, Vivienne Quinn stepped in to save her.
Vivienne Quinn really didnât have any impression, âHave I ever really Dividing into paged now been here?â
11 July saw something was wrong with Vivienne Quinn, and asked in confusion,â Vivienne Quinn, you really donât remember?â
Vivienne Quinn shook her head, half-truthfully said, âI hurt my brain a few years ago, and I donât remember some things, but when I came in just now, I looked at the door of the clubhouse, and it was indeed familiar.â
âNo wonder, back then you were taken away by the boss. I looked for you all night, but I never saw you again. I always thought something happened to you. I felt very guilty all these years. Now that I see you doing well, I feel relieved.â Done.â
Vivienne Quinnâs heart skipped a beat. She drank the drugged wine and was taken away by the boss. Five years agoâ¦
The information was linked, and Vivienne Quinn felt chills in her extremities.
Could it be that the child belongs to her and the boss?
Vivienne Quinn pressed July,âI was taken away by the boss that night, what happened?â
âI donât know about that.â July hesitated and said, âYou were drinking at the time, Iâm afraid⦠Iâm afraid⦠Vivienne Quinn, really, I thank you very much at the beginning, if it wasnât for your help, Iâm afraid I would have died long ago.â
Hearing this, Vivienne Quinn was heartbroken,â July, that boss, Dividing into page now whatâs his name and where does he live?â
âI donât know about it. In the second year after that incident, the bossâ business failed and went bankrupt. I never heard of it again.
We little people, how do we know about those things? We only know that the other partyâs surname is Holt. He came into this club. Yes, we call everyone the boss.â
July âs friend urged her,â July, hurry up, the boss is urging.â
âHere we come.â July raised her voice and said back to Vivienne Quinn, â Vivienne Quinn, letâs add a contact information. I will treat you to dinner later, and I must thank you very much.â
Vivienne Quinn was immersed in the boss incident mentioned by July, and looked a little dazed. The two added WhatsApp to each other, and July left with her friends.
Vivienne Quinn sat on the sofa, wiping her face upset.
At some point, a deep voice sounded above his head,âMadam, can I sit beside you?â