I've Been There Before

Grace had already been transferred to the P.R. Department for three days but she did not earn a single penny yet. She glanced
at the time, 23:07. This period was the time that the club would start to grow peak at night.
There was no one else in the entire P.R. Department, except her being alone in the lounge as the colleagues from the same
department were on their duties. To be frank, everyone earned a lot in the P.R. Department of the Royal Club because the
customers who went there were extraordinarily rich people. They were rich and powerful businessmen that were willing to spend
lavishly.
Although Grace had only been here for three days, she had heard Queena, who had been hugging and cuddling with Franklin in
the stairwell last time, showing off yesterday that a rich businessman from Hong Kong was very generous because he gave her
fifty thousand as her tip.
Ten Fifty thousand' was half a million, one hundred 'fifty thousand' was five million...In this way, she would be able to fulfill what
that man wanted, then she could be freed.
Grace shook her head...That was Queena, not her. She could remember Caden saying that you could actt pity, or show your
stupidity and ugliness. But she did not even have the chance to show her stupidity and ugliness right now.
“Grace, come with me.” The door was opened from the outside. Grace looked at the direction that the voice came from and
realized it was Gloria.

“Gloria.” She stood up quickly and followed Gloria without saying other words.
“Aren't you going to ask where i'm bringing you to?” Gloria raised her eyebrows and asked, “You are coming with me without
even asking, don't you afraid that I'lI sell you?”
Grace smiled, “Gloria, lm worthless.”
Gloria who was leading the way ahead felt a knot in her stomach when she heard the woman saying with a faint smile that she
herself was worthless. Nevertheless, Gloria returned normal very quickly and led Grace into a changing room.
Gloria handed the costume to Grace, “Hurriedly put it on.”
Grace blinked as she felt that the costume in her hands was slightly extraordinary, “Gloria, this...”
Gloria looked at Grace sympathetically, “.Just put it on. It's Mr. Shaw's order.” Gloria pointed at the costume in Grace's hands,
“This was also sent by Mr. Shaw's subordinate.”
Gloria worried that Grace did not want to obey her and was still figuring out how to convince Grace. However, to her surprise, the
woman in front of her just lowered her head, turned her body and silently put on the costume.
After Grace put on the clown costume, Gloria called for someone to do makeup for her. Grace quietly sat in front of the makeup
mirror and let the makeup artist turned her face into a clown's face.

A nose with a round and red ball, a big red mouth with a cracked smile and a face that was too difficult to see the original
appearance due to the makeup...
Gloria, with mixed feelings, led Grace to the sixth floor, “Let's go in. There are some dudes from the capital in this private room.
These dudes are indeed bored of playing other things, how would they choose to watch a clown show in the Royal Club.” Gloria
suddenly realized that she had said too much and quickly said to Grace, “Grace..."
Before finishing her words, she was interrupted by Grace, “Gloria, I still need to earn that five million, thank you for giving me this
opportunity.”
Gloria stood outside the private room and felt a wave of emotions swept over her. After a long while, she reached out to knock
the door and then brought Grace into the private room while her face was switched to a normal smile, “Mr. Shaw, here the clown
is.”
Grace raised her head and felt surprised...Why was Caden here? She thought there were only dudes from the capital!
Caden was also here! He purposely did this! He wanted to see her being humble, to see her being embarrassed and to see her
suffering!
“Hey clown, come on, smile."” A young man was sitting lazily on the black sofa with diamonds inlaid. Showing a hip-hop style, he
wore a white striped shirt, skinny jeans and there was a glittering silver chain around his neck.

This young man was apparently in his early twenties. His dyed flaxen hair could tell his youthful indiscretion.
He was sitting casually on the sofa and when he saw Grace come in, he suddenly leaned forward and this made the chain
moving in the air.
The young man pointed at himself and smiled playfully at Grace, “Come, smile at me, smile at me, yes. lf your smile makes me
happy, l will reward you." The thick wad of notes hit Graces feet.
The insult intensified.
Graces eyelashes faintly trembled and she suddenly tilted her head up. She purposely showed a wide grinned smile and with the
heavy clown makeup, she looked more flattering.
“No, no, no, I don't like this kind of smile, change it.” The young man shook his index fingers dashingly, “You want money? Try
your best to display a pleasant smile.”
Grace lowered her head and saw the notes. Her pupils shrank and all this was observed by Caden, whose eyes were flashing
somberly.
Raising her head once again, Grace blinked. The grin on her face became wider and wider, revealing a row of white teeth,
coupled with an exaggeratedly painted clowns red lips. These made her smile look very funny.
“Hahaha...it's funny, funny!” The young man laughed loudly and asked the other dudes next to him, “Hey! Do you guys see her
smile, she is like a fool right?”

The heavy clown makeup hid Graces stiff smile when there was cheering and applauding all around. The dudes laughed happily
and shouted at each other, “This is funny! Here, you can take the money.”
At this moment, Grace did not know whether to be happy or sad.
“Why don't you pick it up? The money is yours now, dort you want it?”
“I want...” she said very shamefully.
“IÝ you want it, just squat down and pick it up and it will be yours." The young man raised his eyebrows and said
straightforwardly.
Caden hid himself in the darkness and his eyes were even gloomier than midnight. He was indifferently watching all this.
Grace lowered her eyebrows. Under the heavy clown makeup, her face was actually as white as a sheet, but so what? In the
dimness, Grace laughed at herself in her mind...Oh, money was indeed a good thing. She could use the money to buy herself
freedom, couldn't she?
Three years ago, he caused her to be imprisoned and from then on, she lost her freedom.
Three years later, she was out of jail but he restrained her freedom again using the five million as the condition...No, she had to
achieve the dream as she had assured that silly girl!

Grace squatted down and picked up the wad of notes on the ground. When she was about to stand up, she heard the young
mans bantering laughter above her head, “You like money, huh? I'm a person who lacks everything, except for money. lÝ you
can let me have extreme fun today, l will reward you with plenty of money.”
As he said, there was a money rain. Large handfuls of notes were falling. Grace was dumbstruck as the young man grabbed
stacks of notes and just scattered the notes into the air.
What was this...for?
“Do you like it? I give them to you.” The young man said freely and easily, “You don't need to stand up, I'ÏÌ give you one minute to
pick the notes on the ground, whatever that you have picked will belong to you. lf you have the ability to pick up all the notes on
the floor, I will additionally reward you with notes worthy of fifty thousand.”
Not being noticed by anyone, Graces hands were trembling...This was not because of excitement, but a pain in the soul!
What should she do?
To pick up, or not to pick up?
In the past, she thought that picking up money was a fantastic thing...But why did she feel so wretched and heartbroken now?