Chapter 74. Luxury Room

“You can’t go in looking like that. Those rich people will look at you like you don’t belong,” the lady said in a low tone.

She was right. Calla was a mess.

Calla stood there for a moment, the woman’s words sinking in. She knew it was true. The people inside that hall would look at her with disgust. They would whisper, laugh under their breath, call her names to her face, and say she doesn’t belong here. That was the kind of world they lived in.

And Rico… she swallowed hard. She couldn’t let him see her like this. Her dress was soaked, her hair a tangled mess, her skin marked with red scratches and bruises.

The thought of the look on his face even for a second twisted her chest. Whether he’d feel angry or embarrassed, she couldn’t bring herself to put him in that position.

With a tired sigh, she nodded slowly.

“Okay,” she muttered.

She turned, and the lady gave her a genuine smile. She followed the woman down the quiet hallway. Each step mad