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CHAPTER 819
Should Ye Cheng give a bad report and leave only a few minutes of entering, Keerah was sure the boss would only hand her out to low class customers.
This was a chance for her to rise in ranks in the club—one she didn't have before.
"Wait!" Keerah enunciated faster than her breathing could catch up.
Ye Cheng halted but did not turn. Sensing what he wanted, she finally gave in. "I'm in my twenties."
"Not good enough. I'll let your management know I am displeased."
"No. Wait. I…" she knew playing smart was fruitless. "Fine. I'm twenty-six."
A smirk appeared on Ye Cheng's face as he turned and without uttering a word, he tore the red clothing blocking their paths.
A loud gasp escaped her lips as she instinctively lifted her head to look at him. What she hadn't expected was that the daring man who made her scared was this handsome and none other than Ye Cheng himself.
