Chapter 126

Amayah was shocked. She couldn't believe Marcus had bid $1000 on her. She felt uncomfortable and didn't know what to do.

"The customer is waiting for you," the manager said, and Amayah nodded. She slowly walked to the VIP room, feeling nervous.

"Come in," Marcus said with a smile. Amayah pushed open the door and saw Marcus pouring himself a drink.

He took a big gulp and said, "My ex-wife, now a stripper." Amayah looked away, feeling ashamed.

"Is this how things got worse for you?" Marcus asked, his voice laced with sarcasm.

Amayah swallowed hard, her eyes avoiding his. "Let's get to business," she said, her voice firm.

Marcus began to circle her, his eyes fixed on her, making her uncomfortable. She squeezed her hands tight into her skirt, her anger towards Owen boiling over.

At that moment, she hated Owen more than anything. With a sigh, Marcus moved backwards, his hands crossed at his back.

"Strip," he commanded.

Amayah nodded, her eyes flashing with resentment. Marcus lay on the b