Looking at the small figure in the photo, Nicole caressed it with her fingers, her eyes misting over. “Austin, I'm sorry you have to go through this."

Time seemed to fly.

Nicole visited Kingbel Club daily, but Jemma only set up training for her.

The training was easy, and the instructor was kind. She primarily taught Nicole how to harness her feminine allure.

After recuperating for a few days, Nicole had almost fully regained her strength. It was then that Jemma summoned her to start working.

Nicole mastered a series of graceful maneuvers under her teacher's guidance. Although she couldn't drink alcohol, she was adept at engaging the clients with her conversation.

And not every client at Kingbel Club was like Deniz. Some just wanted basic service. Nicole would serve them drink and water on the side.

During this period, Nicole rarely crossed paths with Melissa due to differing schedules. However, from what Elodie shared, Nicole gathered that Melissa had been at the club for quite some time.

Melissa had previously crossed a significant client and had accumulated a substantial debt to the club, which she had yet to clear off.

Melissa was a solitary figure who would smile at the guests but would immediately make a sour expression once she stepped outside as if the world owed her something. No one wanted to be in a group with her.

The resemblance between Melissa and Nicole was uncanny, yet unexplained.

Everyone knew Melissa had undergone plastic surgery, but nobody knew whom Melissa had modeled her previous appearance until Nicole arrived.

With Nicole's arrival, things took a peculiar turn. Melissa's face seemed like a copy of Nicole's, but since it was artificial, it ended up looking like a distorted version of Nicole.

Melissa applied heavy makeup daily, unable to face her reflection without it. The surgery had left several areas of her face misshapen.

Nicole purposely timed her arrival to coincide with Melissa's work shifts, hoping to chat with Melissa. However, Melissa consistently dodged her. It seemed Melissa wanted to keep their interactions to a minimum, almost as if Melissa was scared of Nicole.

Perplexed by Melissa's evasive behavior, Nicole decided to watch her discreetly.

Nicole's observation paid off.

Melissa ate with her left hand, and she often ran her little finger through her hair. The way she moved and sat reminded Nicole of someone. But Nicole heard that person had vanished a while back.

Nicole followed Melissa to her room. Just as Melissa was closing the door, Nicole pushed inside.

"Ah, who are you...?" Upon recognizing Nicole, Melissa's initial anger softened slightly, and she pleaded, “Please leave. You shouldn't enter someone else's restroom without asking."