Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 371: 371: Jasmine Clark Asked to Accompany Drinks?

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“Jasmine, it’s not that we don’t want to lend you money, but we really don’t have that much. You don’t understand, the guys these days are too clever, those friends of yours from wealthy families hardly ever give us any money. Frequently, when we go out shopping, we have to pay for their clothes and sneakers. Throughout the year, apart from having some good meals and going to a few high-end places with them, we get nothing. We’re actually worse off.”

“Stop speaking nonsense, just say whether you’ll lend it or not!” Jasmine Clark got impatient.

The same person from before, observing the reactions of the others, knowing the answer in her heart, said reluctantly, ‘You’re our good friend, of course we would lend. But 75 thousand is too much, we don’t have that much. Let’s do this, we gather whatever we have and lend you 15 thousand. Is that okay?”

“15 thousand? That isn’t even enough to buy a bag, are you throwing crumbs at a beggar? I want 75 thousand!”

The woman spread her hands, looking utterly helpless, ‘We really don’t have 75 thousand…” Even if we did, we wouldn’t lend it to you, Miss High and Mighty.

She turned her eyes and made a suggestion, “Hey, Suzy, I remember you have a quick money-making opportunity tonight, right? Why not, you give this opportunity to Jasmine?”

“You’re talking about that? No way, no way.” The girl named Suzy, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, looked very innocent, the ideal internet celebrity.

This group of people were all young models Jasmine knew from the modeling industry, she used to have a good time with them.

After all, Jasmine was domineering and capricious, girls from the same background couldn’t stand her character and didn’t hang out with her. So, Jasmine could only play with people who needed something from her.

As expected.

When Jasmine heard this, she immediately asked, “What kind of quick money-making opportunity?”

“It’s to accompany some big shots in the industry for some drinks and have meals…”

Jasmine had vaguely heard that there was such a trend in the modeling circle, but she came from a good family. Even if the Jordan Family and the Clark Family were unwilling to support her in this industry, she didn’t need to do such things.

So, she had only heard about it and didn’t really understand the dark side of the modeling industry.

Now because of Michelle Lewis’ coercion, she urgently needed money. She didn’t dare to tell Juliet Jordan and Gilbert Jordan the truth about her situation, asking them for money. She’s been big-spender, and there’s only 7-5 thousand left in the card. The remaining 7-5 thousand had to be raised by her own efforts.

When she heard about the quick money-making opportunity, Jasmine was tempted. However, she wasn’t naive or foolish enough and asked uncertainly, “Isn’t that just being a hostess?”

“It’s not being a hostess, oh, that sounds so awful. And it’s not the same as being a hostess. Hostesses are expected to sleep with the clients, but we just accompany the big shots to have meals, we aren’t forced to sleep with anyone.”

“Forget it, it’s not suitable for Jasmine. With a wealthy family and a good fiance, Jasmine doesn’t need to earn such hard money like us.” Suzy seemed to be praising Jasmine, but her words were laced with sarcasm.

However, Jasmine enjoyed being the subject of such envy.

In her bones, she believed she was different from these women. She was a real rich girl, had a promising and handsome fiance, and these women, they were just trying to get together with wealthy men.

If she wasn’t trying to break into the modeling industry, and these women didn’t have numerous fans online who could promote her, she wouldn’t be hanging out with them.

Seeing Jasmine’s prideful face, the woman who had encouraged her before, indeed wanted to drop the topic, but something prompted her to continue, “But it earns a lot of money, one night might earn tens of thousands, with good luck, even a hundred thousand..”