Ling Momo was just entering the downtown area when her phone suddenly rang, still displaying "Unknown Number."
She instinctively realized who was calling.
She stretched out her hand and answered.
Indeed, the words that came through, just like the previous few times, were simple and direct.
"Enson, the usual place, come now!"
"Now?" Ling Momo frowned and glanced at the time, instinctively questioning.
It was already one o’clock in the morning. Although Enson always summoned her at night, he had never done so this late. Moreover, today she had gone to the villa and accompanied Li Qingshen all day, and she was already feeling quite weak.
"Hmm, be quick." The person on the other end of the phone replied with two words, then hung up without waiting for Ling Momo to respond.
Listening to the busy tone on the phone, Ling Momo felt a surge of displeasure.
Although she had grown accustomed to Enson’s summoning calls, she couldn’t help but inwardly criticize a few times. He was being too disrespectful, clearly treating her like a prostitute!
At that thought, Ling Momo’s face gradually started to show embarrassment.
In fact, what difference was there between her current self and a prostitute?
Ling Momo sighed and addressed the taxi driver with a voice that was slightly melancholic, "Driver, change the destination to Imperial Palace, please."
Even in the dead of night, the "Imperial Palace" was still bustling and noisy.
The brilliant sea of lights could be seen from a distance.
Ling Momo paid the taxi driver at a street corner not far away, and then walked at a steady pace towards the "Imperial Palace" along the broad road.
Luxury cars lined the sides.
Any one of them, if taken out, would be worth at least a few million.
Of course. The people who could come and go in this area were all wealthy or noble, all at the pinnacle of the social pyramid.
Ling Momo couldn’t help but raise her head to look at the sky. Perhaps it was because the lights of the "Imperial Palace" were too dazzling, she felt that the sky was not pitch black, but grey.
She looked for a while but didn’t see a single star. Her gaze gradually shifted and then landed on the highest room in the "Imperial Palace."
Because the floors of the "Imperial Palace" were so tall, she craned her neck to see, but still couldn’t make out what that room specifically looked like. However, she knew that within that room close to the clouds, was the place where she traded her body for all her hopes.
A trace of faint sorrow crept into her heart, unavoidably.
Right after, Ling Momo then mockingly laughed at herself.
Sorrow... did she, as she was now, still have the right to be sad?
With all this time on her hands, it would be better to hurry up, attend to Enson properly, and think about how to make Li Qingshen, that godlike figure, forgive her! Follow current novᴇls on novel✶fire.net
With that thought, Ling Momo walked towards the "Imperial Palace" entrance.
Traveling by elevator, she reached the top floor. The hallway was very quiet. Ling Momo skillfully located the room, the door still unlocked, and pushed it open to enter. Just as she stepped in, originally planning to use the hallway light to catch a glimpse of the person inside, in the next second, the door was locked by someone using a remote control.
In the past, Enson would always appear at the door. At the moment she pushed open the door, he would pull her into his arms and carry her to the bed.
But tonight, after the door closed, Ling Momo waited for a long time, yet she didn’t feel a hand reaching out to embrace her.