My Past is Just Prologue (Janet and Nathaniel)
Chapter 322

Chapter 322 S*x Scandal

Amy was a wonderful person. Every time Janet heard her talking, she found it very interesting. She teased her, "Amy, do you miss me or my wallet?"

She never spared money when it came to beauty treatment. Amy was

honest, capable and humorous. She always had a lot of gossip to tell. Even if

the customer didn't answer the conversation during the chat, she could still

talk funny by herself. Janet liked her.

"Of course I miss both!"

Amy walked forward with a smile. She seemed to be more delicate and

beautiful. Her short chestnut hair was permed into a bob and red lips were

sexy. Her age was about to be a grandma, but her two young assistants were overshadowed compared to her.

After busy preparations, Amy began to do daily care for Janet.

"Honey, your skin is so good. It's like an egg with its shell peeled off. Tell me

how you did it, and teach me. If I do it on my face, then it will be my

gold-lettered signboard of my skills!"

Just as Janet liked Amy's talkativeness and wit, Amy's favorite customer

was also Janet.

After all, there was no one who didn't like a beautiful, rich, easy-to-talk and kind-hearted young lady.

Janet closed her eyes, pursed her lips and replied lazily, "Thank you for your kind words, but I haven't done it for a long time, so I will come to you when I

have free time."

Amy snorted gracefully, "Just remember me. I thought you were pampering

others!"

Janet was deeply speechless, "What a mess, pampering others?"

"Right. What do you think? I lost one of my customers a while ago."

"That Mrs. Wang, it is said that her husband is lecherous and always has affairs outside! She guards against both inside and outside, and finally even guards against me. She let a male colleague serve her inst

furious!"

Amy complained. She hadn't received a 'call' from a big customer for a few

days, and now she was doing her best to Janet, not only facial massage, but also gossiping.

"The male colleague is so proud that he shows off to me every day."

Such things were common in the circle.

When a man went out to discuss business, he always found a woman to accompany him, and it was common for a man to have a sugar baby several times after, except for the fake ones.

Their wives wanted to save face, and most of them solved it privately. So this

kind of thing was usually over after hearing a sex scandal, basically there

was no follow-up, old and boring.

Janet yawned, she didn't feel interesting.

Amy finished complaining. When she lowered her head, she saw Janet closed her eyes and was about to fall asleep.

She was a little impatient. The ladies and wives looked for her to do beauty treatments, one was because of her skills, and the other was that they liked

to hear her talking.

But today, her most affluent customer, Ms. Longfellow, fell asleep under her massage, so what should she do?

But she couldn't reveal too much about the client...

Forget it, Mrs. Wang was not as rich as Ms. Longfellow!

Amy gritted her teeth and opened her mouth again, "Talking about this

person, you also know her."

Janet Longfellow opened her eyes, she saw Amy making an 'eight' gesture towards her.

"That one is making trouble again."

Amy's hands kept moving, and she lowered her voice, "She heard that her

husband has done a lot of things to the mistress, and she is looking for someone to investigate. I heard from people in the circle that the

background of the mistress seems to be not simple."

Janet had nothing to do, so she asked, "You know the identity of that

mistress, why didn't you tell Mrs. Wang? She is generous, your information is

worth a house at least."

Amy smiled mysteriously, "Ms. Longfellow, we don't mean the status of the mistress, but the status in the eyes of the Chief Smith. I heard that Mrs. Wang has been investigating for a long time, but she didn't fin Janet suddenly thought of Anastasia.

Donahueiel didn't mention her a word after they got married. It was Anastasia who ran up to her to show off. She knew they were together again,

so she completely gave up.

Janet closed her eyes.

Amy judged again beside her ear, "Let me tell you, no matter what the status of the mistress is, Mrs. Wang is not simple. She has a proud family. I thought

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that Chief Smith dared not make a tremendous row, otherwise, they would

get divorced for looking down on his wife. Isn't it because he is afraid that he will lose his official position and have no wife to support him?"

Before she finished speaking, Janet suddenly opened her eyes.

Chief Smith....

Some fragmentary things quietly formed a complete line and appeared in

Janet's mind.

"Hey, be nice and soft..."

In the senior suite of the Friendship Hotel, the man's panting became more and more urgent, and he finally let out a heavy moan of satisfaction, pressing on Anastasia's body like a dead pig.

Anastasia lay on the bed, her pupils shrank suddenly, and she almost lost her

breath.

Fortunately, the man soon felt uncomfortable and turned over to lie on the

other side.

Anastasia immediately wrapped the quilt tightly around her body. Her body covered with ambiguous bruises. She couldn't help but let out a soft 'hiss' as

she moved.

Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at the man lying on the bed next to

her.

His belly was slightly protruding, and his oily face was full of satisfaction. He closed his eyes and panted, and stretched out his hand to snore through his

short hair.

Disgust flashed across Anastasia's eyes, and the pain in her lower body was accompanied by a tearing sensation. She was injury most likely.

She closed her eyes and pinched her palms, took a deep breath silently, and

suppressed the emotions in her eyes when she opened them again.

She turned around and hugged the man with winking eyes.

"Chief Smith, you don't be nice and soft all today, I still feel pain down below."

Anastasia wrapped around the man like a soft silk, her voice was soft and

charming.

The man pinched the soft part of her body, causing Anastasia to exclaim.

He snorted coldly, “Slut, if I didn't do that, can it satisfy you?"

Anastasia endured the pain, her eyes stretched out to show extreme boredom, but she still clung tightly to the man's bare arm, pouting her red lips acting like a spoiled child.

"I like it. But you haven't called me recently. If I didn't call you, you would have forgotten about me, right?"

She originally wanted to act coquettishly with the man. But instead of showing kindness to her, the man pushed her away and got the cigarette case from the bedside table with a gloomy expression.

With a sound of 'click', the man lit a cigarette, he took a puff, and exhaled a long smoke ring. His tone was indifferent, "Be quiet, don't take the initiative to call me after today, wait for me to call you."