Mrs. Lawson Is So Sexy and Gallant

However, she soon shook her head to deny this idea.

No! She would never allow herself to be degenerate again!

However, she also recalled that her dad was still lying on the bed in coma.

Verena bit her lips hard and pinched her thigh hard.

Was she spared no choice but to watch her dad die in the hospital?

She seemed to be born with bad luck. There were very few who cared about her-only her grandma and her father.

She had been struggling between her own dignity and the life of her father.

What should she do then?

The wind was getting stronger and stronger. Even the trees on the street began to sway.

It seemed that there would be a rainstorm coming soon.

All pedestrians hurried to move away. Only Verena kept herself on the bench still.

Suddenly, a bolt of thunder sounded, which even lit up half of the night sky.

Then there came huge raindrops continuously.

The rainstorm was getting heavier and stronger.

She got wet all over her face and her body.

Raindrops kept streaming down her clothes.

She still remembered that when she sold her body last time, it was also a raining night. Now she planned to sell herself again, it began to rain as well. What happened? Did the god show mercy to her?

Verena smiled bitterly with her eyes getting bloodshot.

She had never been spared any room for making a choice.

For her, choice was something luxurious.

She wiped off the raindrops on her face. Then she took out her phone, "Hello, Gladys, this is Verena..."

A while later, she stood at the gate of the Muse Bar, looking awkward.

She got wet all over because of rain. However, it even highlighted her nice figure. She looked quite sexy at this moment.

She gritted her teeth and then decided to step inside.

A lot of men fixed their eyes on her, looking lustful just as if a horde of greedy and wild predators was about to hunt their prey.

She was rendered uneasy, nervous and panic all over.

Meanwhile, a horde of young men and ladies clung to each other in the middle of the dance floor, throwing themselves into orgy. Gladys was now expecting her in the office.

Suddenly, a sharp crying sounded.

Verena frowned and looked around.

Then she noticed that a boy was lying on the dance floor, crying.

However, those men and ladies around didn't even notice him. They still kept dancing along with the rhythm.

Even some of them happened to step on the little boy, which rendered him crying louder.

Verena hurried forward to squeeze herself in among the crowd. Then she held the boy up in her arms and comforted him with soft voice, "Don't cry, little baby. You are safe. It's okay to stay with me." Then the boy stopped crying.

There were still teardrops left on his eyelashes. He looked quite pitiful.

When seeing that, she felt so sorry for him. Then she hugged him tight in her arms, "Did you get hurt?"

The little boy showed her his wounded finger. Then he said in a tender voice, "Here..."

She was softhearted when hearing his sweet voice. Then Verena touched his cute face.

She even sucked his little bleeding finger to stanch. Then she asked, "Still hurt, my little baby?"

The boy frowned as looking at her with his shining eyes, "I am not little baby! My name is Sammy Lawson." She was amused by his words.

She stroked his soft hairs, "Little kid, why are you here alone? Who's with you?"

"I came with my daddy. But daddy is now talking to others about business."

Then she smiled and held him higher, "So do you remember where your daddy is? Let me take you there, okay?"

The boy was about just five years old. He looked cute and delicate while wearing a swallow-tailed coat. He looked just like a little gentlemen. She really loved this kid.

Besides, judging from his words, she could tell that he must be a clever boy.

"Miss Pretty! My daddy is here!"

As the boy pointed, she saw a man who was about in his fifties coming over.

He looked tall and statuesque. Though some of his hairs turned grey, he still looked energetic.

He was obviously an old man, but she could tell that he must be quite charming when he was young.

However, the boy was only about five. He looked like his grandson. Did the man get this baby boy at an old age?

While wondering, the man had walked over to hold up the little boy.

Then the boy whispered to him.

The man only nodded in agreement. It seemed that he really loved his son.

When seeing Verena, he nodded, "Thank you, lady. Thanks for saving my son."

"Don't mention it...I just lifted a finger..."

After saying that, she said awkwardly, "I don't think you should bring your kid to the bar. I am afraid that I should leave now."

But she herself didn't even notice that the man had already witnessed everything when she held up the boy from the dance floor just now.

The man nodded. But a trace of meaningful look flashed across his eyes.

The boy still looked at her unwillingly while she was fading away from the crowd. Then he said in a sweet tone, "Daddy, can you make her my mommy?" "Sammy, you like her?"

"Yes!" the boy kept nodding. Then he continued, "Miss Pretty hugged me in her arms and even kissed my wound."

When hearing that, the man smiled. Then he said to the one following behind, "Tod, I need the information about that lady."

The one in black suit answered with respect.

Then he left the bar.

"Daddy, can I call her mommy then?" the boy said happily.

"I will tell you when the day comes. What do you want to eat now?"

Meanwhile, Verena bit her lip and finally pushed the door open to enter the office.