Jacques red at her. "I''m not interested in things that fall into myp."


    The words struck a sore spot in Ja. She felt as if her pride had been hurled onto the ground and shattered like ss.


    Shame and rage, among many other emotions, flooded her brain, and she wanted nothing more than to choke the bastard out.


    Jacques smirked at the look on her face. "I guess it''s notpletely impossible for you to get into the banquet."


    Ja lit up with hope, an overwhelming desperation that instantly disced all her shame as she stared at him hungrily.


    "Strip, and put on a show for me," Jacques said, taking a sip of his wine.


    Ja gritted her teeth, taking everything off her as she stood in front of Jacques smoldering at him. "What kind of show do you like, Mister Jacques?"


    "I like watching dogs," Jacques smiled.


    Ja''s expression shifted, and Jacques looked at her calmly.


    The next second, Ja smiled. She got on the ground on all fours, sticking her bottom into the air as she crawled around while barking just like a dog.


    She was an actor, after all, and put on a pretty convincing show.


    Jacques let out a loud, guffawingugh at the performance before him.


    Ja kept the act up for a good few minutes, and Jacques finished a ss of red wine.


    Just then, Ja crawled over with a smile before filling up Jacques'' ss. "Not bad. I think you''ve earned a shot at getting into the banquet."


    "What else would you like to see? I''m a great performer. I studied performing arts, after all." Ja smiled.


    Jacques drained his ss once more. He got to his feet after that, taking his pants off.


    Ja watched on, her gaze even flickering with thirst.


    She had gone to extreme lengths to get into the banquet by now, and she was practically high on desperation.


    Things like pride and values were the least of her worries by now.


    Jacques lowered the wine ss, urinating into it before handing it to Ja. "Drink it."


    Ja nearly threw up at the piercing smelling from the ss, letting out a full- body shudder.


    "That''s a little too much, Mister Jacques."


    Despite the fact that she was crazed with desperation, she could not bring herself to do something so disgusting.


    Jacques eyed her coldly. "Well, you don''t have to do it. It is your only chance, though."


    The words struck Ja hard once more.


    She had already stooped this low. Was she going to give up now?


    Ja thought to herself, ''No! It''s my dream to be an international star, and I''m getting it no matter what it takes.''


    Upon making up her mind, Ja took the ss from Jacques.


    The yellowish liquid emitted a putrid smell. Ja''s hand trembled as she held it.


    "Drink up. Sesses at a price, you know that." Jacques'' devilish voice rang in Ja''s ear.