My Past is Just Prologue (Janet and Nathaniel) novel Chapter 18

Read My Past is Just Prologue By Louisa Dillon Chapter 18 – Slapping Herself

Janet’s aggressive look immediately frightened Coral.

With red eyes, she quickly turned her head and said sorry to Janet.

“That’s it?” Janet crossed her legs and sneered, “I clearly remember that you said you would slap yourself to apologize.”

“You are daydreaming!”

Coral gritted her teeth.

How could she apologize to Janet and slap herself?

“Don’t be too aggressive!”

Her best friend Roxanne felt so unfair that she stepped forward to argue with Janet.

“Do you have the right to speak here?”

Janet cast a contemptuous glance at her, then sneered, “Or do you want to slap yourself for her?”

Janet was so powerful that it completely frightened Roxanne, causing her to immediately retreat into the crowd.

Coral glared at Janet resentfully. Janet looked at her with a smile.

Coral knew that Janet had changed and was different from the past. If she didn’t quickly admit her mistake, there would be greater trouble.

She tried her best to suppress her emotions with her red eyes widened. She knelt in front of Janet tremblingly, “I’m sorry, Ms.

Longfellow.”

With sobbing apologies, she gritted her teeth and slapped herself twice.

“Be sincere,” Janet said with a chuckle.

Coral felt like she was kneeling there like a beggar without dignity. Salty tears flowed into her mouth.

“Ms. Longfellow, I am sorry. I apologize to you. Please forgive me.”

Everyone watched silently. There was no sound in the surrounding area where there were a lot of discussions a second ago. Only Coral’s self–slapped sound remained.

“Okay?”

Janet glanced at her and called the security guard, saying, “Remember her face. Dogs can enter, but she can’t.”

Janet walked in front. Ernest carried her bag for her and followed behind her. They got in the billionaire car and sped away.

Coral fell to the ground with messy hair, Roxanne came to help her.

The two looked at the sports car that was flying away. Today, they had been humiliated to the extreme. They were so angry that they wished to tear Janet into pieces and hang them on the street at the gate of the tower.

Shades Club.

Before entering the bar, Janet changed out of her business attire and put on a deep red irregular dress specially prepared for her by Ernest.

It looked coquettish and wild.

Putting it on, Janet seemed to be a different person in an instant. Her hot figure attracted countless eyes as soon as she entered

the door.

“How s*xy you are!”

“It’s better than the white or black business attires you usually wear.”

Ernest stared at Janet, who was in a red dress. He ordered a glass of whiskey for each of them, praising her.

“You don’t know how cool you are after torturing Coral! I have to get to know you again, Ms. Longfellow.”

Ernest’s mood was high, but Janet’s was not.

It has been a long time since Janet had been to clubs. She drank one cup after another calmly as if she was drinking water.

Her fair cheeks flushed. She was a little drunk.

“Beauty, it’s so boring to drink by yourself. Let me dance with you!”

A clear male magnetic voice woke her up from her slight drunkenness.

When Janet heard this, she paused and raised her head slightly. She looked at the man who walked up to her.

His face was smooth, fair and sharp–edged. He had narrow shoulders and a slender waist. He was staring straight at her with deep and charming eyes.

Her messy and beautiful long hair covered half of her face. She looked at the familiar and good–looking face.

The lights of the club made her too beautiful.

Orville Southey admired the beautiful woman with great interest.

He knew she was Janet.

They had only met each other twice. The first time Orville saw Janet, her pretty and cool face had already been imprinted in his

heart.

Ernest walked between Janet and Orville, with one arm around Orville and the other around Janet. “Why are you so serious? It’s not that you don’t know each other.”

Ernest teased and broke the silence of them.

“What a coincidence. We meet again.”

Orville raised his eyebrow and looked at her with seductive eyes. He felt his heart beating fast. Janet had always been his favorite type. Since he met her three years ago, he had been missing her. But there was no news of her in the three years. Now as soon as Ernest said she was there, he came.

“What a coincidence.”

Janet picked up the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp, with a charming and seductive look

“The world is small.”

“What’s the point of drinking? I wonder if I can have the honor to invite Ms. Longfellow to dance?”

“We are not familiar.” Janet was easy to get drunk.

But Ernest was kind to invite them. It would be impolite for her to spoil everyone’s interest. She was also a little interested in it. So she replied, “You are handsome. You have the final say ”

She stood up and took small steps. Her fair wrist rest on Orville’s big palm.

Her move and smile were so charming.

The dynamic music played. A man and a woman danced close to each other.

She tugged at the hem of her skirt, her long fair legs lightly cut half an arc. Her red figure spun and danced on the stage like a

red elf.

The irregular red dress that wrapped her figure moved lightly and gracefully with her dance steps. She moved slowly like a light cloud and turned sharply like a whirlwind.

Like a rose in full bloom, she was extremely s*xy and charming with every posture.

His big palm was on her waist. He danced sexily with her.

How s*xy and charming!

Soon, the man and woman became the focus of the entire club. Other men whistled wildly around them.

“Oh my!”

“Jill hasn’t been wild for years!”

Ernest was shocked!

At the same time.

The observation deck on the second floor.

Gilbert Steele, who witnessed Janet dancing with Orville, couldn’t believe it.

Why did this woman look exactly like Nathaniel’s ex–wife?

He quickly took out his mobile phone and recorded a video of the handsome man and the beautiful woman dancing hotly.

Then he sent it to the group chat.

He texted, “Nathaniel, if your ex–wife was so seductive, you might not divorce for Anastasia…”