Chapter 62. Turning Down the Job Opportunity

Ellie's POV

"So, Ellie? Are you in? I will just give my boss a call, and you can start this evening. Don't worry, I will have your back."

That is easy and tempting, but still, a big capital NO! "Thank you, Grace, but no. My attitude towards alcohol will not let me last even a minute in that place. I can't deal with drunkards," I mumble.

"Then what? You would rather have nothing to do than this?"

"I will have something to do. I believe that, Grace. Just not that,” I retort.

A moment of screaming silence.

That is not even an option for me. This other shit referred to as a brothel too. I can't visualize myself serving drunkards or entertaining people by twerking my naked arse in the name of surviving. I might be stripped of everything, but not my principles.

"You know, back in high school, Ellie, I wanted so much to get close to you. But your pedigree was too high for mine. When I ran into you earlier, I didn't understand why,