In the evening, at the front gate of Madam Alora's Brothel House. In the heart of the city, Janet and Lara stood outside the gate. They had just arrived from the village. Janet Brown urged Lara Almond to enter the gate with her, but Lara refused. Janet and Lara were both 20 years old. They had come from a rural village. Lara had admired Janet's classic lifestyle and had begged to follow Janet to the city, despite knowing Janet's parents were also poor. That night, Lara wore a brown dress, clutching her box of clothes, while Janet wore a seductive blue dress paired with black shoes and urged Lara to "Come on, in." Lara refused, saying, "No Janet. I cannot go inside there with you, Is this not a hotel?" Janet frowned, "No Lara! I can't keep standing out here with you. If you don't want to go inside, it's okay, but you can continue to stand out here alone. I have a lot of work to do inside and my madam has been calling me, since morning." Lara frowned as she was a light-skinned beau

Janet walked into the room and stared at Lara. Then she spoke, "Lara, are you through brushing your teeth? Come, let me give you a makeover." Lara responded, "No." Janet asked, "Why? You cannot step out like this." Lara replied, "I don't need any stupid makeover. I'm okay like this." Janet frowned and said, "Okay, but come, let me help you comb your hair, and you wear one of my wigs." Lara asked, "Can't we just go like this?" Janet replied, "No." Lara frowned and said, "Okay." Lara finally walked back to the chair that Janet had pulled out in front of the mirror. She sat down and watched as Janet combed her long blonde hair and tied it into a ponytail. Janet said, "Your hair is so long and silky. I doubt you still need to wear any wig, but you know, madam, you have to look hot and cute." Lara kept quiet and watched as Janet oiled her palms and rubbed it on her hair. Then Janet said, "I don't think you still need to wear the wig. As you washed your hair now after bathing, it m

Mike walked into his parlor and stared at Lara in shock. He asked, "What's the meaning of this?" Mike was surprised to see Lara crying. His brows furrowed at her while Lara stared at him, her eyes red from crying. Their gazes met briefly before she looked away, her eyes landing on the tiled floor. Mike burst out laughing, surprising Lara. He walked slowly towards her, but she took a few steps back, finally falling onto the executive couch behind her. As she sat down forcefully, Mike approached her. He looked breathtakingly handsome and dark, even bare. "Are you trying to prove to me that you're innocent or forced to come here?" Mike asked. Lara responded with a simple, "Yes." Nodding, she avoided meeting his eyes. She was visibly afraid of him, remembering her village friend's warning that intimacy could be painful. She recalled being advised to choose a man who truly loved her, not just a random guy. Yet here she was with a man whose health status was unknown to her. Mike leane

Peter stared at Janet through the rearview mirror of the car as he matched the car's brake and asked, "Are you sure you're coming down?" Janet replied, "Yes, sir. My friend doesn't know her way and she might get lost." Peter said, "Okay. My job with you is done. I will let the boss know when he returns. Get down now." Janet pushed her side door open, dropped down from the car, and walked back to meet Lara. Lara saw Janet approaching her and immediately ran back to the gate to meet James, while Simon frowned and asked her, "Where are you running to? What kind of lady are you?! Do you want me to call the police or unleash the dogs on you?" Lara shuddered and stared back at Simon. She replied, "No, sir, please, sir. I cannot go with her." Lara pointed back to Janet, and Janet frowned. "What has come over you, Lara? Let's go now and stop acting hysterical." Lara replied, "No! I'm not going anywhere with you. It's better for you to take me back to the village or leave me alone!" Jan

Just as Mike walked out to the frontage veranda to leave, his father arrived and smiled at him. His father spread his arms widely open to welcome him. Mr. Richard said, "Welcome home, son." Mike responded, "Good evening, father," frowning slightly. Mr. Richard asked, "Are you already leaving now? Come, let's go inside and discuss why I wanted to see you. I had to rush down here before you left." Mike said, "I'm actually leaving now, father. I told you I didn't want to sleep in this house." He continued to frown. Mr. Richard asked, "And why is that, Mike? Is this not your home? Anyways, I won't waste much of your time; come, let's go inside now to discuss, and you stop wasting your time too." Mike sighed and followed his father back into the living room. His mother, sister, and Stella had already finished eating and stood up to welcome his father. Gloria greeted, "Welcome back, dad." Stella said, "Good evening, sir." Mrs. Cindy spoke, "Welcome home, honey." Mike frowned as he