Bab 166: Get out the picture

Giselle leaned against the way with her fingernails digging holes into her palms. So it was true what the Old madam said a few years ago?

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The room was filled with sounds of low laughter and quiet talking, half-naked women walked to and fro the expanse of the luxurious restaurants with their hair tightly wrapped in towels while their bodies were wrapped in bathrobes. Giselle tugged on her own bathroom, her eyes scanning the women in the common room. Of course, the Old Quing madam would not be here, even if this room only accepted VVIP customers she would somehow find a way of distinguishing herself above the rest. So now all she needed to do was find this new room.