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Chapter 469: Aiai
She had long harbored a preferred location for the new office. This small building housed the Bar Association, a hallowed ground within the industry, where merely hanging one’s shingle was a testament to one’s capability.
Right next door stood the city and district procuratorates, while across the street were the Municipal Public Security Bureau and the District Public Security Bureau... with the courthouse situated right at the intersection.
The most astonishing part was behind the office building. Just across the river, over the bridge, lay the city’s detention center and jail...
Surrounded by every relevant governmental unit, calling it the industry’s holy ground was no exaggeration at all.
For opening a law firm, this location offered unparalleled geographical advantage, the absolute prime choice. No other place, no matter how cheap the rent, could compare.
However, apart from members of the Bar Association, the building was not open for public lease. They would rather leave floors empty than rent them out.
Winslet was not an association member—a major handicap. Compounding that, her master, unwilling to let this diligent worker go, continually blocked her, making the prospect of renting here nearly hopeless.
Luis made a call to Hail on Saturday. By Sunday, he had secured her membership.
Yet, that master was still scheming behind the scenes. The office building had few floors to begin with, and even fewer were vacant. Only the entire top floor remained unrented.
Because that floor was not subdivided, its price was the highest. Even more despicable, he employed underhanded tactics, colluding with others to impose a "sale-only, no-lease" policy, further tormenting Winslet.
It was a normal, if disgusting, business tactic—one she could do little about for now, unless she was willing to incur more personal favors to resolve it.
The pressure drove Winslet to sleepless nights. A pitiful woman in her thirties still controlled by her parents, she earned little, and what she did earn was entirely handed over to them.
Being economically controlled stripped her of autonomy, and having parents with a pathological level of control was her deepest agony.
Her conservative parents forbade her from starting a business, preferring she remain a housewife or take on menial jobs. Thus, they refused to return her money. Winslet lacked the courage to confront them, leaving her helpless.
She had only 2,000 dollars on hand. To barely scrape together the rent, she would have to rely on her credit card. Now, with the "sale-only" ultimatum, Winslet felt so desperate she could leap from a building.
This was her first act of rebellion in all her years, her first defiance of her parents. This time, she was determined—once the arrow was loosed, there would be no turning back.
She had no one to confide these pressures in. Her husband had long been estranged in a marriage of mere appearances. Almost as if by some devilish impulse, she ended up telling Luis everything.
Upon hearing this, Luis’s eyes lit up. He thought to himself, with an opportunity like this, he simply had to squeeze more funds from his ethereal, goddess-like sister-in-law.
The top floor came with quite decent renovations. A thorough cleaning and some tables and chairs would make it ready for use.
For Luis, it was a slight regret that the so-called largest unit in the building, the entire floor plus rooftop balcony rights, amounted to just 160 square meters and cost only 30,000 dollars—hardly a prestigious qualification.
So, Luis directly informed his sister-in-law: he intended to purchase the place and then lease it to his teacher’s wife for her use.
Under the guise of a value-preserving investment, the goddess sister-in-law was now utterly compliant with her brother-in-law. This time, hearing the property would again be placed under her name, she didn’t even bother asking a single follow-up question.
"Ding... The tall, sexy sister-in-law’s savings fund has refreshed. Savings: 1.421 million dollars."
Hearing the System’s prompt, knowing she had completed the transfer formalities with the developer, Luis smiled with satisfaction.
Next, tasks like cleaning the new office, moving items, and buying furniture would be left for her to manage. Luis and his goddess sister-in-law departed first, planning to return in a few days to celebrate the opening.
"Brother-in-law, how much is the annual rent for her here?" Nancy asked casually. In her view, this teacher’s wife was merely a friend, so of course accounts should be clear.
Luis brushed it off, "Just a few thousand dollars a year. But I’d like to see how her business fares. If it goes well, partnering with her might not be a bad idea."
That paltry rent was hardly worth Luis’s attention now. His current aim was to extract more money from his sister-in-law.
"Partner? What could a lecherous, illiterate guy like you possibly do?" Sister-in-law Nancy shot him a disdainful look.
Luis responded with a lecherous grin, "Seduce clients, of course. What if there’s some wealthy divorcee? I could deceive her affections, swindle her money, and use it to support you. Wouldn’t that be perfect?"
Nighttime, inside the small bar counter, Daniel expressed some concern, "They won’t start fighting, will they?"
Blanche glanced in that direction and chuckled, "Your brother-in-law is there. They probably won’t come to blows. They aren’t that crude—not the type of shrews who would resort to a physical brawl."
Inside the private room, on the table sat a bottle of Chivas Regal whiskey mixed with green tea, though it was unclear exactly who this concoction was meant to subtly mock.
Chloe, Nancy, and Deewa—three flight attendant goddesses—had gathered in a historic convergence, dressed to the nines and an absolute feast for the eyes.
Whenever they convened, a silent competition to outshine one another was inevitable. Even though the atmosphere seemed harmonious now, an inexplicable sense of rivalry lingered, especially with that lecher Luis present...
They all wore their sexiest attire, revealing deep cleavages, while their six long, shapely legs were sheathed in black stockings, exuding maximum allure.
It was safe to say that without any overt teasing or physical contact, merely feasting his eyes on this breathtaking spectacle was enough to make Luis tent his pants, his lust swelling to unprecedented heights.
Deewa pulled out her phone, scrolled, and said, "This is the one. Look!"
The images and information were provided by Chena. As an addict, she would sell anything for money. Deewa had even teasingly asked Luis if he was interested in having a go at her.
Anglo currently had around forty internet celebrities and streamers under his wing. In truth, apart from Qinka who had a sliver of fame, the rest were hardly presentable—mostly girls he had tricked into selling their bodies.
But in this era where poverty is mocked but not prostitution, not all were coerced; some willingly pursued this fast money.
The girl in the picture was cosplaying a character from Genshin Impact—adorable, lovely, with an especially ample bust, and a sweet smile that instantly sparked interest.
Yet, upon seeing the details, Nancy couldn’t help but curse in outrage, "She’s not even 18 yet! Is Anglo some kind of beast? Deceiving a child this young? Doesn’t he know it’s illegal?!"
Deewa said softly, "I asked Chena. This girl genuinely wasn’t forced. Her family is actually well-off but very strict. Cosplay expenses are high, so she volunteered for this."
"She doesn’t just do part-time sex work; Anglo has been taking liberties with her frequently lately. She’s practically become his hottest cash cow right now."
Chloe couldn’t help but ask, "Qinka is so famous in our city. Shouldn’t she be the cash cow?"
Qinka had hundreds of thousands of followers. While not a major internet celebrity nationally, in this city with its underdeveloped self-media industry, she firmly held the top spot.
"Actually, no. She has her own boss. Her relationship with Anglo is currently just cooperative; there’s no formal contract signed."
Deewa shook her head. "Anglo can’t control her either. According to Chena, this woman is incredibly greedy. Anglo despises her to the core but can’t do anything about her for now."
"The enemy of my enemy is my friend. So, let’s not consider her for the moment, to avoid unnecessary complications."
After the three finished speaking, they all turned their eyes to Luis.
The look in their eyes was nearly unanimous: they were waiting for Luis to make a decision. Despite the bizarre nature of their relationships, they all subconsciously regarded this man as a dependable anchor, someone to rely on.
Luis lit a cigarette, pondered for a moment, and said, "Following our plan, we should still focus on this girl with the online handle ’Aiai’."