Chapter 130: Compensation of Twenty Million

Seeing the saleswoman's black stockings, hot pants, and stilettos, and the way she deliberately tugged her neckline low enough for Jefferson Salkield to get an eyeful, Jack Juggins silently confirmed it. The female staff in this mall had definitely all been toyed with by Jefferson. For a moment, Jack burned with envy. These saleswomen might have low status, but their figures and faces were genuinely top-tier, easily on par with minor celebrities. One a night, and Jefferson could spend a whole month...