Chapter 11

Quentin said, "What? You don't recognize me anymore? You were very cozy under my body last night."

Quentin's words were filled with a mixture of derision and frivolity, but his expression was calm and unruffled in the slightest degree. Despite that, his deep, dark eyes were filled with disgust and contempt that were completely at odds with his extraordinarily handsome face. That chilly look in his eyes sent a chill down Quincy's spine.

The intense emotions in his eyes let her know that he had more than just contempt for her. The gun in the car, as well as those cold and hateful words from last night all proved that there was some kind of connection between them in the past!

Her curiosity to know who she used to be was piqued...

Quincy clenched her fists and spoke hesitantly, "Did you... know me in the past?"

Upon hearing this, Quentin smiled in a charming manner and raised his hand to fiddle with the gold buttons on his cuffs. It was an elegant motion. "Why would I know a woman as sleazy as you?" he said in a calm voice.

Quincy felt ashamed as she lowered her head to look at the floor.

It didn't matter who she used to be in her previous life. What mattered was the present, and she was so sleazy that people looked down on her. She couldn't forget that she was just a wh*re.

"You don't have to work at the Phantom Nightclub anymore," Quentin said, interrupting her thoughts. Once again, he spoke without portraying any emotion on his handsome face. He remained apathetic as usual. "Tomorrow, you'll go to the hospital for a full body checkup. I want to know whether you're truly chaste."

When she heard him say this, Quincy's expression was a little unpleasant as she said, "What do you mean by that?!"

A mysterious smile came on Quentin's face. "I've already gone for a checkup, but I'm still a little uneasy. After all, prostitutes really aren't that chaste, and I'm really not sure how many times you've had that hymen repaired to give the impression that you're a ******."

The insult made Quincy's face blush and she glared at him with burning rage! In the end, she bit her lip as she clenched her fists and turned around to walk towards the door.

Quentin's eyes narrowed. The two bodyguards noticed his expression and immediately stopped Quincy from leaving.

Quincy turned around and looked at the man who had a nonchalant expression on his face as she said angrily, "What do you want? I slept with you, but so what? What gives you the right to insult me like that?

Upon hearing this, Quentin raised his eyebrows and said in a mocking manner, "Insult? Quincy, remember that from now on, you will be my play toy, a lowly and degenerate play toy!"

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