The look on Holly's face changed. Although Gabby didn't say it was Jackson, she implied it.

The guy who offered to spend the night with gabby on 50 million dollars was Jackson, the real owner of the top girl's club.

There was no need to say it out loud.

Before the gossip started, she had to find a way to divert everyone's attention.

"the glass dance gabby you did in the top girl's clue was impressive. I still have a video. Gabby, you don't mind, I show it to the guys, right?"

Gabby knew she couldn't get away from the confrontation with Jackson's fiancee. So she had to go for it.

She smiled, "Holly, if you're interested, I can teach you. Let's set a date. So when you come to the top girl's club, I can teach you."

"I'm afraid I'm not smart for that."

"Why do you show us the glass dance? Don't try the same thing with us as you did to Jackson. This isn't the top girl's club."

It was Bryan who spoke up. He suddenly changed his look when Holly suddenly mentioned gabby used to work in the top girl's club. He was annoyed even since he knew gabby had to work in the top girl's club to pay her father's debt.

He liked gabby the way she used to be. She was pure and simple. He had been kicking his ass to work so he could save up money and pay Gabby's debt. But he didn't let her know.

Holly didn't know why Bryan was agitated. But it proved his relationship with gabby was not usual.

Bryan's ruthless comments froze up the atmosphere at the dinner.

But gina wouldn't give it a rest, "It's lame watching it. Gabby, you performed it, right?"

Gabby looked at Gina with a smile and didn't respond.

Bryan put down the fork, "Gabby has no room to dance. Why are you giving her a difficult time?"

Bryan saw a piano at the corner of the room, "Why don't we listen to some music? Holly, you studied the piano for eight or nine years, so I heard. Why don't you play a piece for us?"

Entertaining during dinner was downgrading.

Bryan couldn't put up with Holly and her behavior.

But instead of getting pissed, Holly turned to gabby, "Do you know how to play the piano, gabby?"

Apparently, she wanted gabby to go down with her.

"No."

The second Gabrielle finished, Bryan said, "Holly, come one, do a piece for us. Oh, right, one has to give you dozens of yachts to hear you playing in your live show. But I think you get paid enough from the film company to play a piece for us."

Bryan was direct. Holly was a bit embarrassed. But she soon defended herself, "Bryan, doing live shows is my hobby. I don't exactly need money. I meant to play with gabby. If she doesn't know how I'll play for you."

She stood up with elegance and sat in front of the piano. Her fingers were fair and long. As she pressed the black and white keys, everyone heard the beautiful and fluent rhythm.

Holly slightly leaned forward. Under the headlight, her arms were so thin and fair. Even if an amateur who didn't know anything about piano would agree, she was a beauty.

After the piece was over, everyone applauded.

But Bryan suddenly said, "It's the rudimentary piece. Does that cost dozens of yachts? Holly, did you run the live shows to rip people off?"

But Holly showed great tolerance and etiquette. She got up from the piano seat and looked elegant, "It's my bad. Sorry for wasting your time."

Bryan questioned her skills. And she said she didn't do it well. In front of such a huge question, she still behaved calmly. It could be seen she went through ups and downs in her live shows.

But as far as amateurs were concerned, which were pretty much everyone in the room, it was enough as long as the pianist and her gestures were beautiful.

"Holly, you are great."

"Bryan, don't be so mean."

"she's a girl. Show some sympathy."

"excuse me, and I have to go to the ladies' room."

Holly left the room with an apologetic look. She gave gabby a look before she left, implying she wanted a talk.

"I'm going too."

Gabby stood up, but Bryan grabbed her hands.

Others were busy chatting and drinking. No one noticed what Holly did. But Bryan did. He said, "Why do you go out just because she said so? Aren't you afraid she gives you a beating in the toilet?"

"Don't scare me. If I didn't leave, would she throw explosives in?"

"you behave silly before you go out."

"will you come to my rescue? It's scary."

"you really are gonna come?"

Gabby nodded. Her guts told her it was about Jackson. She didn't want to meet Holly in private. But she couldn't get away anyway.

When Gabby entered the ladies' room, Holly was supplementing makeup in front of the mirror, "You're the woman Jackson hid in the top girl's club?"

Speaking of which, Holly turned to an aggressive look and glared at gabby through the mirror.

Gabby leaned against the basin with an innocent look. She pinched the lily petals in the vase, "Right, didn't you already know?"

She already made sorts of insinuations in the room. Now she just asked the question and she already knew the answer.

"why not make your offer? How will you leave him? You know it, we're getting married. It's not possible that I allow him to keep you in the top girl's club. Jackon's family wouldn't allow a girl with a reputation to stick around."

"em, I thought rich girls with your background would just throw me the check. You want me to name my offer? I'm not good at math, what if I ask too much?"

"It depends if you're worth what you offer. Seeing we're in the same film crew, and you once took in Jackson and served him for such a long time, so I thought we would be fair to make up to you. But if you want to wait for Jackon to throw you out, then you will lose everything. No money, no place to live, and no face."

"really? I have to think about it."

"I hear you owe lots of money to the top girl's club."

"That's true."

Gabby nodded. Why did everyone know? Was there anyone who didn't know?

She decided, after moments of thinking, "I've decided not to name my offer. But can you talk to Jackson and erase my debt, so I can leave the top girl's club?"