Chelsea's POV;

"Ashley, I can't take a job at a club... "I state, and she rolls her eyes.

"Relax, Chelse. It's not like those other clubs where you'd be made to dress half-naked. You'd dress properly in your cooperate uniform. All you have to do is take orders, serve, and get paid... "She replies, and I steal a glance at Tracy.

"It sounds decent enough. And if both of you are gonna be working together, I see no issue. You guys would have each other's backs. You need the money, don't you? "Tracy says, and I fall silent as my mind wanders.

"There's no rush, Chelsea. Take your time to...