All too late for his love

Chapter 81

She only had a fleeting glimpse of him, however, and soon lost sight of the man amongst the sea of people filling the hall.

Willow let out a wry laugh, realizing that she must have been hallucinating. Zayn must be busy spending a romantic evening with Skyler. There was no way he would be in a place like this!

It was for the best that he didn't come. Even though he hurt her deeply, she still did not want to expose this unsavory side of herself to him. She was quite pathetic, seriously.

In total, there were six women whose first dances were up for auction tonight. Willow was among them. Before the bidding, each woman had to dance.

The manager

er was a typical shallow man. As expected of him, he saved Willow, the most beautiful, for last as the grand finale. Dancing would have been a breeze for Willow in her healthier days. But lately, her body had deteriorated so much that she was worried she wouldn't be able to withstand it.

So, as the makeup artists worked on her, Willow closed her eyes to rest and conserve her energy.

The makeup artists kept marveling at Willow's beauty. This was the first time they'd ever had the privilege of working on such a gorgeous young woman.

But after the excitement wore off, the makeup artists felt a pang of regret. Such a beautiful young woman, serving as t

If she was lucky, she might encounter one who wasn't entirely repulsive. But if luck wasn't on her side....

She'd be stuck with a revolting old man for the rest of her life.

the mistress of a wealthy man.

Willow's forte was classical dance. So based on her talents, the manager had arranged for her to be dressed in a vintage-style gown

Willow took a look at the dress and realized that the manager must have spared no expense.

It was a white, flowing chiffon gown with voluminous sleeves. A band of gleaming red rubles cinched the waist, creating a pure, yet alluring, contrast. A ruby-encrusted headdress, necklace, and anklets completed the look. She looked like a goddess.

Her captivating beauty was combined with an air of innocent naivety. With every subtle expression and movement, an effortless seductiveness emanated from her. Pure, yet sensual, she was enough to drive men wild with desire.

ne of the

By the time it was approaching 10:00 pan., it was finally Willow's turn to take the stage. Rumor had it that the highest bid for a dance with one previous ladies reached five million.

However, the foreign client who bought her first dance was over 70 years old, obese, and vulgar in speech. It was unclear whether this was a blessing or

a curse.

As Willow exited the dressing room, she happened to catch sight of him. He was clumsily shuffling about the dance floor, clutching a young woman in

his arms.

Well, calling it shuffling was too nice. His bulky frame was hardly capable of any agile movements. The young lady maintained a smile on her lips, the bitterness in her eyes was clear,

but

Which woman did not dream of a beautiful romance? Yet, only those with no other options would come to a place like the Rumpus Club. Entrusting their futures to

unpredictable strangers, they

became mistresses.

Willow's heart ached for that woman,

bound by circumstance, and for

herself. To maintain an air of

om

mystery, the stylists adorned Willow

with a white vell before she took the

stage.

The veil was sheer and barely concealed the outline of her features beneath.