Rena lowered her head, attending to other matters at hand.

She remarked casually, “With your looks, you could easily earn 80, 200 dollars a month."

Zack leaped to his feet and exclaimed, "Damn it! I'm not some male prostitute."

Rena dialed the internal line and instructed the secretary to escort Zack out. She couldn't tolerate his presence. If he were to work here, all the female employees at the music studio would cease their duties.

The secretary blushed and felt a pang of sympathy.