Chapter 29

Glaring at Josiah, her tone changed as she asked, "Mister Josiah, what do I need to do for you to not call the cops?" "Are you saying that you're willing to do anything? Just like last night?" Last night… Recalling how she was humiliated last night, Meredith's eyes welled up with tears. But she had no options left. Nodding her head, she replied, "Yes." "Alright then, follow me." Josiah headed toward the VIP suite room that was at the end of the hallway. Meredith hesitated before following behind Josiah. As soon as he entered the suite, Josiah sat down on the sofa and said to her, "Pour me a glass of whiskey." Meredith then walked toward the bar, placed ice cubes in a glass, and poured whiskey into the glass. Meredith still remembered the temperature and taste that Josiah preferred his whiskey. She even remembered the number of ice cubes that he preferred. Taking the glass from her, Josiah took a sip and glanced at her. "The whiskey still tastes the same. But who knows if Mrs.