"Here!" Ethan said as he handed over a brown envelope.

Immediately, Ellea snatched it, and without feeling uncomfortable, she opened the envelope in front of Ethan. 

"Wow, that's a lot of tips," Ellea said with her eyes sparkling at the contents of the red sheet in the envelope. "Thanks, Mr. handsome, hehe. I'll take my leave. See you next time bebe! Bye!"

Just a few steps away, Ellea suddenly stopped, then turned her head one hundred and eighty degrees. 

"Next time if you need my services, just call me, Mr. I already saved my number in your phone. Sorry for being presumptuous," he grinned. "I can also accompany you wherever, whenever you want, but don't forget the airplane ticket and other accommodations, you also prepare it." The girl turned around again, disappearing behind the door.

Ethan smiled and shook his head. "Kids these days, they just want it easy! Ckk!" he grinned. Ethan headed to the bathroom.

After a few minutes of cleaning up, Ethan came out of the bathroom, wrapped only in a white towel that covered his knees to his stomach. Showing off his broad chest that was covered in quite a lot of fine hair. He walked around looking for the flat object that had been lying on the nightstand.

Twenty missed calls. Notifications were displayed on the front screen of her phone. It was clear who had called her that many times, Amy. There was a bitter smile on the corner of Ethan's lips. He put the phone back to its original place, as if he didn't care if Amy needed him.

***

"Why do I suddenly feel nervous when I look into that person's eyes. It's strange, I'm not usually like this. Hemmm!" said Ellea in the taxi. On the way to Hotel B.

"The boss was handsome too. He also treated me very well." Ellea smiled to herself. "I wish I could get a man like that guy in the future. Hemmmm!" Again, she fantasized.

"Ehemm! What's with that smile? Are you happy?" said the taxi driver, who had noticed Ellea's behavior on the back seat.

"Hemm, I'm curious, sir." Ellea replied briefly as she pursed her lips.

"Hehehe, she was smiling all the time. Maybe she just won the lottery! You can share it with me!" joked the taxi driver.

"There you go, hehehe! Let's hurry up and drive, sir. Let's get there quickly!" exclaimed Ellea, changing the subject.

"Hehehe! Yes, ma'am!"

"Ellea, what are you thinking? Don't think too far, remember who you are. You're just trash, don't ever expect to become something valuable. Until whenever, the name of trash, its place is at the bottom. Don't expect to be able to compete with expensive imported jars that will always be placed on the table for people to see."

Arriving at hotel B, Ellea immediately rushed to the room that had been previously informed. Before getting out of the taxi, she shared her happiness by giving some tips to the taxi driver.
Ellea's client this time was an older man. His head has grown gray hair that looks white. By her estimation, he was around sixty years old.

There is a distinct advantage for Ellea when she has to serve her elderly guests. For her, there is no need to work hard to perform erotic attractions. With just a few scenes, they are already on the edge of their seats.

"Fortunately, my guests are elderly. I'm already weak in five minutes," She said to herself.

Ellea did her job immediately. She didn't want to wait around for too long. Exactly as she expected, after only fifteen minutes the man was already looking sluggish because he had already climaxed first.

After finishing her assignment, Ellea did not immediately return home. It was already one o'clock in the morning. Finding a flight to the capital was also impossible. Luckily the girl had asked her grandmother for permission to work overtime tonight and if the work wasn't finished she would stay at a friend's house. 

Aerived home late at night in the capital was too risky for a girl like Ellea. Her grandmother could understand. She decided to stop by the hotel where Alex was staying first.

"How was today? Was it fun?" asked Alex who was sitting by Ellea's side. His foster daughter was resting her head on the shoulder rest of the sofa.

Alex gazed intently at his golden child who was still clad in a mini outfit that lacked material. There were quite a few clients requesting his services today. It made the pimp's face shine with joy. Because of course it would keep his financial wallet flowing.

"Heemmm, the usual! Nothing special," Ellea replied simply.

"Really? But from the look on her face, you're really happy. Honestly, what's wrong with you?" Alex pressed on. He knew his foster children's faces by heart, how they looked when they faced him. Happy or troubled, he could read it.

Ellea lifted her head, letting out a long breath. "Hemmmm, no, Sis! Nothing's wrong with me. I'm just happy that my grandmother's condition has been stabilizing lately. So, if I stay out of town for a few days, I won't have to worry too much. I can work with peace of mind," she said.

Alex just nodded in agreement with Ellea's explanation. He stroked her long hair. "So, work diligently, so that if Grandma needs anything, you can handle it immediately." he said with a smile. 

"Yes, bro," Ellea replied.

Ellea was one of her favorite foster children. Of all his foster children, she was the one most often asked to accompany his clients. It was no wonder that Alex loved her so much. The man chose to get up from the sofa and headed to his bed to immediately lay down.

Meanwhile, Ellea was still thinking about Ethan. The man had really managed to sedate her. Still clear in her memory, Ethan treated her very gently. Ellea almost enjoyed the situation that happened to her earlier. 

This was the first time for Ellea had experienced such a strange incident while serving her guest. She seemed to be doing it wholeheartedly.

Ellea reached for her phone, opening the gallery app on her phone. Unbeknownst to Ethan, she was secretly aiming at Ethan's face when he was off guard. She continued to stare at his handsome face. Without realizing it, her lips wore a smile of admiration for the man.