Seeing the veins gradually emerging on his forehead, Keira Leaf softened her voice and leaned into Joshua Sulliven's embrace. "I know I shouldn't have kept it from you that I was selling wine, but I'm really short of money. I have to live, pay rent, eat meals, and buy clothes. I can't ask you for money, but I have to make money to support myself."
Listening to her plea, Joshua lightly pursed his thin lips, and his anger subsided a bit.
"Do you think I want to sell wine? Do you think I want to be taken advantage of by a group of smelly men? I don't want to either... I risk my life drinking every day, coming back to vomit again and again. I don't want to, but when I went to prison back then, I didn't even finish university. After I got out of prison, I had a criminal record. I also looked for many jobs, but no one wanted me, no one would want someone like me without a degree and a criminal record..."
