Chapter 373: The truth behind the so-called dinner party is…
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Only the few won from earlier remained in the cafe.
Suzy was the first to flare up, throwing the purse Jasmine ‘gave’ her onto the table and angrily questioning, “Irine, what do you an by this! Are you doing this on purpose to screw over?”
Irine was the woman who had just been trying hard to push Jasmine to go to the banquet; she nonchalantly flicked her bright red fingernails and said, “We’re best friends, how could I do that to you on purpose?”
“Best friends, not screwing over? Not screwing over, then why are you constantly filling Jasmine’s head with nonsense, making her go to the banquet in my place? Don’t you know what kind of place those banquets are? What might happen to Jasmine if she goes, don’t you know?” Suzy’s face was almost contorted with anger, “You know full well Jasmine’s background, yet you deliberately let her go in my place. If sothing happens to her, won’t her parents bla ?”
“She wanted to go herself, it has nothing to do with us,” Irine said, “You tried to convince her so many tis, there was nothing else to do if she didn’t listen. Besides, we did tell her that the banquet would involve accompanying people to eat and drink, she can only bla herself if sothing happens!”
Suzy sneered, “Accompanying people to eat and drink at the banquet? What a joke, why didn’t you tell her what would happen after eating and drinking? And you say you had good intentions.”
The modeling industry has always had these dirty banquets, where on the surface they appear as banquets but are actually places for that kind of transaction.
Typically, a model’s manager would have more than a dozen photos of young models, which they would send to the wealthy second generation and bosses who are hosting the banquets. The bosses and wealthy young n would then choose the ones they like to accompany them for dinner. During the banquet, hands would be all over the place, and after eating, everyone would tacitly head to the hotel.
Of course, there were those who would only eat and not go to the hotel, but they were rare. Only two scenarios might arise: either the rich n didn’t fancy the young models, or the wealthy n themselves were disgusted by the models and didn’t want to play.
The Assistant Director hosting tonight was a well-known old pervert in the circle, definitely not the kind to be disgusted and not play.
So if Jasmine really went, there was a high chance that sothing would happen.
Suzy’s complexion turned a bit pale; she wasn’t worried about Jasmine, she was concerned about whether she would be implicated.
Irine wasn’t afraid at all, calmly reassuring her, “She’s an adult; doesn’t she know what happens after eating and drinking?”
“Alright, let’s say she doesn’t know. If soone looks for her, she just doesn’t go, right?”
“What if…”
“There aren’t that many ‘what ifs,’ and even if there are, what about it? Which of those who attend these banquets don’t have so background? To put it bluntly, Jasmine is just an ordinary wealthy second generation. If sothing really happens, a commotion will be settled by soone, and the fire won’t burn us.”
“But I’m still worried.”
“I’m not worried. We’ve said all there is to say; if anything happens, it’s her own problem. Besides, she’s so annoying in her daily life, always using her First Young Lady status to look down on this person, or that person. Now that she’s short on cash and seeking our help, I just want to see her not be arrogant for once.”
“And her fiancé; I want to see if he would still marry her if sothing happened to her.”
A trace of jealousy flashed in Irine’s eyes. It would be great if sothing happened to Jasmine; she was always showing off.. Don’t bla others for disliking you! Serves you right!
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