Chapter 1190

“Which gym? I’ll meet you there.”

Barbara sent her location, and Maisie took a cab over. When she got there, Barbara was done with her
sets and was drenched in sweat.

She wiped the sweat from her neck with a towel. “Don’t you have your hands full?

Why are you here?”

Maisie leaned against the door. “Because I want to.”

“I’ll go change,” Barbara walked into the changing room and got out in clean clothes with a jacket.

Even though it was winter, November in Bassburgh wasn’t too cold. “What’s up?”

Maisie said something into her ear, and

Barbara was surprised. “Me?” “I promised that I wouldn’t hurt her.” Maisie shrugged. “But, some people
need to learn their lesson, or they will never behave.”

Barbara buckled her belt and raised her brows. “Let me handle it.”

In the bar, the music was too loud. The customers played drinking games while the lights blinked, while
women in sexy clothing danced around poles.

Linda wore a maid’s outfit because she was working there. She walked around to chat with them and
earned some tips from there

The man sitting next to her had a huge potbelly, gold chains, and rings. He looked like someone who had
just gotten rich. He ran his hands up and down Linda’s legs while she leaned on his chest and held the



wine to his lips. “Mr. Olson, remember to ask for me the next time you book a place here.”

Mr. Olson raised her chin, and his yellow teeth peeked through when he smiled. “If you listen to me, I’ll
come here every day and make you the best-paid girl.”

Linda ran her toes up his leg. “What do you want me to do?”

Mr. Olson caught her hint and was delighted. He ignored the wine that someone else handed him. “You
little slit, can’t wait, can



you?”

Linda said something into his ears which made Mr. Olson immediately put down his wine glass and pull
her away.

Right when they walked away, a woman with a hat pulled down low who was sitting not far from them
walked toward a woman in a maid outfit and said something into her ear.

The bathroom had a ‘Maintenance’ sign up, but some noise was coming from inside. After about 10
minutes, Mr. Olson walked out. The cleaning lady coldly looked at Linda, who was behind him, and
slowly put her recording phone away.

Linda counted the money he gave her while leaning against the wall. It was $3,000 in cash.

When she got back to her seat, the music stopped, and all the lights were turned on. A group of police
officers rushed in. “Don’t move. Everyone, sit down!”

Armed police officers surrounded the entire place, and the customers didn’t dare make sudden
movements.



The manager smiled and walked forward,’ Officer, this is a drinking place. We’re not doing anything
illegal here.”

The team leader looked stoic as he held out his badge. “We have received reports that someone was
soliciting here.”

When Linda heard that her face turned pale. ‘How could-‘

The manager looked around, confused, “… I don’t think so. People just come here for entertainment. We
have security guards doing rounds to make sure that there is no soliciting, gambling, or drugs. We don’t
do illegal things like that.”

“Sir,” A woman in a maid outfit walked over and handed over her phone, “I have evidence.”

The police officer looked at her. “Bring it over here.”

The woman handed over her phone, and the video was shown to the manager.” What do you call this?”




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