"Big Sis, Iâm counting on you for this. We might manage something like a Ferrari, but letâs be more practical and stick with the available models. Weâre just ordinary folks, we donât buy all those flashy luxury cars."
He talked about buying a Cayenne as if it were nothing, and now he was casually mentioning a Ferrari as a fallback. Is this what he considered "ordinary"?
Nancy was both amused and bitterly jealous. Just then, Luis held his phone in front of her:
"Nova Mediaâs legal team is coming after Nancy hard."
"The boss gave a personal order: use any means to ruin her reputation at the very least, force a divorce, then make her pay up."
The messages grew increasingly explicit, accompanied by video clips that made Nancyâs blood boil, especially when footage from Angloâs office appeared.
"I know weâre a legitimate company now. We have to follow legal procedures."
"But I canât swallow this anger. Hiring someone to spray-paint her door might cost two or three thousand dollars at most. A couple days in jail? Iâve got connections, itâs nothing."
"That bitch doesnât come from a respectable background. I wonât be satisfied until I make her kneel between my legs, suck my dick, and apologize."
After hearing those voice messages, Nancy was trembling with rage. "This... this agency... is it really this corrupt and filthy?"
As she spoke, Luis added the agent Fatty had recommended.
"Hey, big bro! Fatty already filled me in. Whatever you need, just let me know."
Luis glanced at Nancy beside him and smirked mischievously. "You still donât believe me, Big Sis? Should I take you out to see for yourself?"
"Letâs go!" Nancy shot back through gritted teeth, her pride stung. "Pick an expensive one. I want to see how I measure up against those high-priced baits."
Luis gave her a wicked look, then picked up his phone and typed:
"Got any taller married women? Over 170 cm, nice figure. Even better if theyâre pretty and can pull off a sexy role play vibe."
Nancyâs cheeks flushed, wasnât he basically describing her?
"Bro, check the album yourself. Some are broadcasting live from their apartments. You can go online and take a look. Prices vary."
Leem sent a link. When opened, it led to a photo gallery.
But the filters and beauty edits were excessive. Nancy shook her head, the real women probably didnât look nearly that good.
"Price isnât an issue. Send me some of the better ones. These photos are way too photoshopped."
Apparently, complaints about this were common. Leem sent a few more links, all leading to young women live streaming on TikTok late at night, all top tier in their roster.
"Big Sis, you pick one!" Luis handed the phone directly to Nancy.
She took it, slightly embarrassed, scrolling through nervously. "You... youâre really going to do this??"
"Yeah. Youâre not going to snitch to Lily, are you, Big Sis?"
This was utterly absurd. Their relationship was already unconventional, but Nancy, always proud and competitive, couldnât suppress her anger and restless curiosity.
His words had struck a nerve. Sheâd been the prized daughter all her life, how could she have been fooled into selling herself for just two thousands dollars?
What hurt most was that scamming others cost a fortune, but sheâd fallen for a mere two thousand. It was a direct blow to her pride.
Nancy stayed silent, scrolling a while longer before messaging Leem:
"Whoâs the best and most expensive one you have?"
Leem hesitated. "Bro, thereâs this really beautiful married woman who just agreed, but she says she wonât provide âservice.â Weâre still working that out."
"A married woman??" A sense of humiliation stirred in Nancyâs heart. "Send me her photo. No editing, right?"
Leem sent a casual snapshot: a woman in a long dress posing on a beach. She looked elegant, smiling gently yet seductively, with delicate features and a tall, well proportioned figure.
Nancyâs eyes widened in shock.
"Big Sis, you know her??"
"No, no, itâs nothing. Iâm just asking about the price."
A dark excitement flickered in Nancyâs eyes. She breathed heavily. "Brother in law, are you satisfied with this married woman?"
"Very. She looks a lot like you, Big Sis." Luis grinned wickedly.
"Then her."
Leem inquired further. Since it was her first time, there were complications, newcomers often struggled with shame.
After a while, he replied: "Sheâs free now. She can meet but not stay overnight. Six hundred dollars for two rounds is the best price."
"Tell her to come to the Ocean Hotel."
Seeing Nancyâs barely contained excitement and instant agreement at the price, Luis felt even more certain: she knew this woman.
"Big Sis, you definitely know her. Who is this beauty?"
"Itâs a secret. Iâll tell you later."
Nancy was buzzing with excitement. She licked her lips. "Letâs go, right now. Go get dressed, Iâll change too."
The sweet suite at Ocean World is essentially one large room with a circular bed in the center and a bathroom made entirely of transparent glass.
Every corner is filled with seductive temptations, it would be more accurate to just call it a love suite.
The octopus chair, the chaise lounge, one glance at these things is enough to stir the imagination.
"Is she here yet?"
Nancy asked restlessly, her entire body feeling feverish and agitated.
Sneaking out in the middle of the night with her brother in law to check into a hotel, and even booking this type of room, she felt she must have gone mad. This was something she would never have done in the past.
"She said sheâs almost here. Sheâll ask for the room number when she arrives. She seems a bit hesitant."
Luis showed her the chat history and couldnât help asking, "Sister, who exactly is this beauty? Why are you so excited?"
"As for her... Iâll tell you after youâre done," Nancy replied with a sly, ambiguous smile.
"Let me tell you a little secret, later, you better squeeze her breasts hard. I guarantee milk will spray everywhere."
This only made Luis even more curious. Staring at his sister in lawâs wicked, excited expression in such an intimate setting, he couldnât help but swallow hard, his mind already brewing mischievous ideas.
The married woman asked for the room number, and it wasnât long before a knock came at the door.
Nancy had already hidden behind the curtains in the room. She had earlier reminded Luis to keep his distance from the curtains, she wanted a clear view of how this little slut would lose herself to desire.
Nancy felt like she was going insane, actually wanting to watch her brother in law cheat on her sister with another woman right before her eyes. And whatâs more, she was the one pushing it all forward. Right now, she was even more excited than Luis was.
The door opened, and there stood a strikingly beautiful woman.
The photo hadnât been edited. Now, wearing delicate, light makeup, she looked soft and enchanting. In person, she was even prettier than in the photo, carrying an elegant, captivating charm.
Her dress elegantly accentuated the curves of her figure. Most notably, her height was almost the same as Nancyâs, and her body was curvaceous in all the right places, truly mesmerizing.
"Youâre beautiful!"
"Thank you."
"What should I call you?"
After closing the door, the married woman was visibly nervous and uneasy. The anxiety in her eyes was heart wrenching to see, clearly, she was someone who had just been forced into this difficult situation.
"Chloe."
The wife set her bag down and sat at the edge of the bed, visibly tense.
Luis smiled and said, "Thatâs a lovely name. Letâs take a shower first."
"I... Iâd like to shower alone."
Chloe said shyly, emphasizing, "Leem should have told you, I donât know how to... serve."
"I know."
Not only did she not know how to serve, she was also quite picky, no older clients, no overweight ones. It was only after Luis sent a selfie that she reluctantly agreed.
Leem had mentioned that this girl was particularly hard to communicate with and very selective. Fortunately, Luis was handsome; otherwise, who knows when she would have agreed to enter this line of work. After all, Leem had called her one of the top talents at their Nova Media agency.
"There was another girl surnamed Wood, I saw her photos, and she was exceptionally beautiful too. What a shame she hasnât started working yet. Iâll let you know when she begins accepting clients."
"But this Chloe is also very beautiful. I hope you have a great time, big brother."
Leemâs words irritated Nancy. Gritting her teeth, she insisted that Luis must find out how much money Chloe had been tricked into paying.
Luis directly counted out 600 dollars in cash and handed it to her, teasing, "Beautiful wife, I hope this money is well spent."
Chloe blushed as she accepted the money and placed it in her bag. Luis continued to tease, "Arenât you going to count it? What if I shortchanged you or gave you counterfeit bills?"
"I trust you. Iâll go shower first."
Chloe seemed deeply dispirited. The moment she took the money, she couldnât help but sigh with a hint of sorrow, silently making her way into the bathroom.
This kind of psychology was easy to understand, the moment she accepted the money, this dignified, elegant married woman had become a prostitute.
The bathroom door closed and locked. The sound of running water echoed from within. Luis, smoking a cigarette, moved closer to the curtains and whispered, "Sister, are you really sure about this?"
"Donât worry, I wonât tell Lily!"
Nancyâs voice trembled, though it was unclear whether from nervousness or excitement. Instead, she encouraged him, "Lily is pregnant, you must be pent up. Donât hold back; let it all out."