"I worked in the South Terminal and I had a great night, and that night was a few regulars, so it was already very late after I was done, and I knew I didn't need to do it anymore because I got a lot of money that night, but you know, I should go home..."

When the woman said this, she couldn't continue talking again. Perhaps the subsequent memories made it difficult for the woman to recall, so she became even more choked.

Lisa looked at the poor woman in front of her, took a deep breath, and shook her head at the woman: "Sonse, this is not your fault..."

"Okay, it's not, you tell me what happened next?"

Lisa persuaded the woman.

The woman put her hands on her shoulders, looking very scared, as if the memory was hard for her to accept.

But she had to face this memory.

In the woman's mind, she remembered the dark night, and she got into a private car in a confused manner.

Then the driver took her away...

"We reached an agreement on the price. The other party did not make a fuss, but just paid the money. He was very polite at the time. What else could he ask for?"

When the woman said this, tears couldn't help but fall.

Perhaps for the woman in front of me, this is the most unbearable scene for me, but I haven't expressed the focus yet.
Chapter completed!