Chapter 577: How Am I Supposed to Live?

They nod in satisfaction, take my clothes, and leave.

It's chilly, and I'm shivering from the cold.

Outside the door, Hilda's dissatisfied voice sound.

"She killed Jack. Are you planning on letting her off just like this?"

"Of course not. Just wait," Linda sneers.

I curl up and hold myself, praying silently that Linda will not take nude pictures of me on a whim.

However, that is exactly what she is going to do.

Very quickly, a few people push open the door and enter. Moreover, they are all Chinese.

In their hands is dazzling flash.

They criticize me while taking pictures of me.

Some even come up and try to take my arms from my body, so that they can get some good shots of
my body.

The show is fake, but the shame is real.

I yell at them, "Stop it. Please stop."

Any woman would feel mortified being photographed like this.

Linda will release these photos.

But how am I going to live my life knowing people might see them.



They ignore me and whisper in excitement after finishing the job, "These photos will be a hit back
home. I've come up with the title. “President of Louis Group Is Scraping by in the United States
Through Providing Special Services for Men in the Bathroom.'"

Screw you!

What nonsense!

"No, no can do. It's irresponsible and disrespectful to the truth. I want to sue you!"

I thought I was ready, but I still feel apprehensive facing such an affront.

I cry helplessly and beg them, "Please don't release them. How am I supposed to live after people see
them?"

However, they turn a deaf ear and walk out with the spoils.

Outside the door, Hilda says indifferently,

"Interesting. However, I want more."

This bitch wants Linda to give me hell!

"Don't worry, this is only the beginning. I will make sure it only gets more fun from here. Her life will be
miserable. This is the least I can do when I don't get to kill people."

As Linda and Hilda talk, they walk away from the bathroom.

I look at the only clothes I have on me and feel helpless.

What should I do?



How can I go out half-naked?

Mindy will not send anyone in even if she knows I am in distress. Because I told her unless I was in
mortal danger, we couldn't risk Hilda knowing I had help.

I can only wait there like a fool.

Later on, a female judge who works overtime finds me, and I am dizzy from the exhaustion.

She knows I was wronged.

After giving me her coat, she leaves.

When I get back to my apartment, my head starts to hurt.

I was left in the cold for so long, so it is not surprising I am getting sick.

But it is worth it if Hilda believes Linda hates me.

My forehead feels hot. I guess I am running a fever.

I shamble to the drugstore and buy some antipyretic.

After taking it and sleeping in my warm quilt all night, the fever is brought down.


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