Chapter 65

I slipped into a little black dress and waited for Mr. Minogue at our meeting spot at 7:30 p.m. Before long, his car pulled up in front of me. As the window rolled down, Mr. Minogue's refined yet hypocritical face was revealed. "You're even more beautiful up close," he said, his gaze filled with approval. He nodded and gestured for me to get in. At that moment, a wave of humiliation washed over me. I wanted nothing more than to turn around and walk away, but the thought of Jack's threat compelled me to open the car door and get in. Once I was inside, I sat as far away from him as possible. There was easily enough room for a third person between us. Mr. Minogue chuckled and tapped his knee. "Aren't you enjoying yourself?" I turned to face him, my hands resting on my lap. "I don't understand what you mean," I replied. "Didn't your father tell you?" Men of his stature were used to being flattered and often carried an air of arrogance along with their authority. I looked at him i