C68 Do I Have to Sell My Body Again? 

Moo Nuannuan walked out of the entrance and headed straight to the bus station. The last thing she needed was to bear the brunt of her father's anger; she had enough of that for the last twenty-so years of her life.

There were many people waiting for the bus. Just as she had finally relaxed, a familiar black car stopped by the side of the road.

The window slowly lowered