Framed as an Escort? I Exposed Her
My cousin, Leroy Huff, is bringing his new girlfriend, Jodie Collins, home for the first time ever.
At the dining table, everyone chats with each other animatedly. Suddenly, Jodie stares at my face intensely before pretending to be shocked.
"Have I seen you before, Isabelle? You're a member of a high-class escort group, aren't you? I've seen your price list on the group chat's photo album before. I think… you were charging only 200 dollars per night, right?"
After she's done speaking, she pretends to cover her mouth while looking all pure and innocent.
All noise and chatter fade away instantly. My relatives turn to look at me in disdain.
"She looks so prim and proper at first glance, bu
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