Somewhere in Imperial, the nightclub, The Focus, was alive with its usual decadence.
Heavy bass reverberated through the walls, while colored lights swept across the crowded dance floor. Laughter, music, and the clinking of glasses mingled beneath the haze of expensive perfume and alcohol.
But behind the closed doors of a private VIP room, Ji Chu Hua was in a foul mood.
She had been here almost every night since leaving the hospital, still seething from the humiliation she had endured.
She could not forget the way Grandfather Ji had dismissed her.
Nor could she forget Lu Tian's indifference.
She had gone there expecting to see Ji Jingxu's miserable condition and perhaps earn a little sympathy from the family. Instead, she had been treated like an unwelcome stranger.
And Yue Ling.
The mere thought of that woman made her blood boil.
