Chapter 1

On the day my ex-husband, the renowned perfumer Leo, announced his engagement, we crossed paths again at an upscale nightclub.

Five years had passed. He had become a millionaire, while I, driven by financial desperation, had taken a job as a companion at the club.

To humiliate me, his fiancée offered $20,000 if I would compete with a dog for food.

Leo watched me bend over, his lips curling in disdain.

"So, this is the 'better future' you spoke of? Becoming a nightclub companion for others' amusement?"

"Amber, thank you for the favor of abandoning me. Looking at you now makes me sick to my stomach."

What he didn't know was that I was in the final stages of kidney failure.

Five years ago, when he was on the brink of death, I had given him my kidney.

Now, swallowing my pride and enduring humiliation, I was only trying to secure a decent final resting place for myself.

As I woke up, I stared at the blood-stained sheets, tears streaming down my face uncontrollably. While I was clumsily trying to clean the bloodstains, my phone vibrated.

It was a message from the funeral home manager: "Ms. Amber, the plot you've chosen is almost ready. We just need the final $20,000 payment to process the paperwork. If you're sure about it, please make the payment soon."

This plot was the final resting place I had chosen for myself.

After replying, I changed into my uniform for the high-end club where I worked and prepared to leave for my shift.

A few days ago, I had been hired as a companion at this upscale establishment. Although the job wasn't respectable, I had no choice if I wanted to save up $20,000 quickly.

Little did I know that as soon as I walked into the club's lobby, I would hear a familiar voice.

I looked up to see Leo and his fiancée, Bianca, standing not far away.

My heart clenched, and I instinctively wanted to avoid them.

But Bianca deliberately called out loudly:

"Isn't that Amber? So you work here now? What's your number tag? Let me see."

I lowered my head, not wanting them to see the expression on my face.

Bianca, however, was relentless. She grabbed my arm and read out my number tag loudly:

"250! Haha, what a fitting number."

Leo's face grew increasingly grim. "Amber, how did you end up like this?"

I gritted my teeth, not wanting to appear weak in front of them.

But Bianca didn't give me a chance to catch my breath:

"Amber, I heard the income for companions here is pretty good. With your looks, you must make at least $5,000 a day, right?"

The onlookers burst into laughter, and I felt a sharp pain in my heart.

But I knew I couldn't cause a scene here.

"Bianca, what do you want?" I asked.

She smiled slightly. "Nothing much, just want to give you an opportunity."

She then pulled out a check from her pocket and waved it in the air.

"$20,000. If you're willing to perform a little act with my pet dog, this $20,000 is yours."

My heart skipped a beat, and a wave of humiliation washed over me.

But looking at that check, I felt conflicted.

Leo, standing nearby, had contempt in his eyes. "Amber, are you really willing to give up your dignity for money?"

With a pang in my heart, I turned to Bianca. "Fine, I'll do it."

Leo looked at me, his eyes full of disappointment and disgust.

"Amber, you still make me sick, just like before."

He turned and left.

Bianca dragged me to a private room and placed a dog bowl in front of me.

She then mockingly smiled, "Come on, eat up. Don't disappoint me."

With trembling hands, I reached for the food in the bowl.

Suddenly, Bianca grabbed my hair and shoved my face into the dog bowl.

My face pressed against the bowl, humiliation and anger nearly made me lose my mind.

"Haha, Amber, you're such a waste of space," Bianca laughed out loud and released her grip.

After a while, I finally raised my head. Wiping the food residue off my face, I felt utterly hopeless.

"What's with that look? Not happy about it? Want me to say sorry?" Bianca exchanged glances with her friends, their faces filled with undisguised mockery.

Leo sat there with a dark expression, silently drinking.

Seeing this, Bianca's eyes flashed with jealousy, and she stood up, ready to humiliate me again.

But this time, Leo stopped her. He grabbed my arm and coldly left the room.