Chapter 588

The women were stunned, instinctively sensing danger. They knew this was someone they couldn't offend, immediately falling silent and standing nervously, their bodies shivering. They huddled together for warmth.

Tiffany appraised them, raising an eyebrow. June stepped forward, saying respectfully, "Miss, everything's been done according to your instructions."

Tiffany had instructed June to find women from the lower class; these women largely fit that description. Two were even thieves.

Tiffany nodded. "You've worked well, June."

"Please, you're too kind," June replied, retreating.

Tiffany walked forward, smiling faintly. "Tell me about yourselves. What are you good at?"

The women realized this was an interview, but were unsure how to answer. They were only good at gambling and stealing, they knew.

One woman spoke up, "I'm good at stealing. Does that count?"

The others laughed. Tiffany raised an eyebrow. "What about the others?"

The women then boasted about their skills, their proud tones deepening June's frown. She felt they had tainted Luna Villa.

Tiffany soon selected one woman—she seemed easy to bully, but when someone stepped on her shoe, she flew into a rage, slapping the offender. This near-fight ended with Tiffany saying, "You stay. The others can leave after taking the money."

The women, though dissatisfied with the amount, accepted the payment and left.

Tiffany turned to the remaining woman. "What's your name?"

"Wilma Newman."

"I want you to do something for me. When it's done, you'll receive your desired reward. Are you willing?"

"Of course," Wilma replied instantly. She reasoned that Tiffany was generous, and the reward for staying would be higher.

Wilma cautiously asked, "Then I want $100,000. Is that okay?"

"Sure," Tiffany agreed calmly. "Not only that, but you'll enjoy a luxurious life. However, the price is a mind swap with someone else."

"Sounds good!" Wilma agreed, not fully understanding the implications.

Wilma, nearing 30, was unattractive and lived a poor life. Tiffany saw this as a win for her. However, Wilma looked worried. "Is the person I'm swapping with beautiful?" she asked.

"Beautiful," Tiffany admitted, referring to Melody's undeniable beauty.

"That's great. When do we start?"

"Tomorrow."

Wilma nodded eagerly, despite her instincts telling her it was impossible.

June took Wilma away. Back in her room, Tiffany found Richard already showered and waiting. His clothes were in the Luna Villa walk-in closet; he came and went as he pleased, his presence known only to Tiffany.

Under the warm light, Tiffany admired his alluring physique, unbuttoning his pajamas. His abs were revealed, and Tiffany sighed, "Beauty is a curse!"

After their intimacy, Tiffany relaxed in the bathtub while Richard massaged her legs—a luxury few could imagine.

Seeing Tiffany's contentment, Richard asked, "Have you chosen the candidates?"

"Yes," Tiffany replied, explaining Melody's plot against her to Richard. She planned to let Melody kidnap her, but Richard would intervene, swapping her with Wilma.

The idea of Melody inhabiting Wilma's body and facing social repercussions amused Tiffany.

Lazily wrapping her arms around Richard's neck, Tiffany kissed him and said coquettishly, "Honey, make sure you're doing your part tomorrow." Richard's help was crucial for the body swap.

Richard, loath to let Melody possess Tiffany's beauty, considered eliminating her, but decided to let Tiffany have her fun. His voice hoarse, his eyes burning, he asked, "But, honey, are you going to reward me?"

Tiffany blushed, nodding softly. "Okay." Her acquiescence obliterated his remaining rationality.