Eric was furious.

He harshly said, "Think about your daughter and your mother. Three losers and one sickly woman. As long as you dare to refuse, I will immediately have someone kick your mother out of the hospital. As for your daughter, you won't see them again."

I was just about to argue that it was a society ruled by law now, and I wouldn't be intimidated.

My phone 'ring ring ring' rang a few times. I opened my phone and saw that Dad had sent several messages.

"Rosalie, do you have any solution over there?"

"Your mother was just insisting on leaving the hospital, saying she won't have the surgery and will go home to rest."

"But I asked the doctor, and the doctor said that if she doesn't have the surgery soon, she will soon be paralyzed."

A few minutes later, my dad sent another message, "Rosalie, I know you have a lot of pressure raising children. How about we give up on the treatment and go home happily with your mom?"

I took a deep breath and asked Eric, "Ten thousand dollars for one foot, right?'

Eric nodded.

I started to carefully examine their feet.

They thought I was about to start and voluntarily stretched out their feet for me to see.

They looked at each other, showing disdain and excitement.

Laura looked at everyone and couldn't help but exclaim, "See, I told you the bet I proposed was fun."

"Look at how professional Sister Rosalie is. She must have seen countless feet. Who wants to go first? Sign up and line up," She said while raising her phone to take pictures.

In my previous life, Laura posted a video of me licking someone else's feet online, causing me to be socially isolated.

Many people despised and avoided me, and even my daughter was ridiculed by her classmates at school. They insulted my daughters, saying that the daughters of a bitch would also become bitches when she grew up.

Later, they spent their days in nightclubs and bars, playing with various men, becoming the kind of people that others despise.

I asked them why.

To my surprise, they retorted, "If you can sacrifice your dignity for money, why can't we? Besides, what we do is much better than what you do."

After I was poisoned to death by Laura, all three of my daughters were kicked out and left destitute, with no one to rely on.

On the contrary, Laura and her daughter started living a worry-free life and were respected by others.

I thought about my adorable daughter who was just cuddling in my arms a moment ago, and compared her to the messy and destitute appearance of them in their adulthood in my previous life.

I truly regretted that in my previous life. In order to maintain a complete family and fight for property, I kept on enduring and retreating.

In the end, I failed to educate my daughters, failed to obtain the property, and gave them the worst example for their lives.

In this new life, I must lead my daughters to live a different life.

I gathered my thoughts and pointed at the feet of two of them.

"Your feet are peeling, blistering, itchy, and smelly. This is a typical athlete's foot. It can be contagious as long as you soak your feet in the same pool as others."

After I finished speaking, people around immediately started whispering and felt a strange smell in the air. They covered their noses one after another.

Laura impatiently said, "Saying so much, do you have it or not? Do you still need living expenses?"

"Yes, of course. However, I can only bite but not suck. How about Laura showing me?"

Laura's face immediately turned ugly, her eyebrows furrowed, looking like she wanted to hit me.

She turned her gaze to Eric and widened her eyes as if asking him for help.

Eric stared at me for two seconds, then stretched his foot towards Laura's face, "Show her."

"There are too many people here, I'm afraid..." Laura wanted to refuse, but when she saw Eric's clearly cold face, she swallowed her words.

Then she demonstrated seriously and devoutly. Eric half-closed his eyes, looking like he was enjoying it.

I endured the liquid rising in my stomach, and praised her teaching while recording with my phone.

A few minutes later, Laura stopped and took a sip of water, but every time she spoke, I felt an indescribable smell in the air.

One of the fat and big-eared men couldn't help but say, "Let me go first."

Of course, I remembered him. In my previous life, he was also the most active one. Without waiting for me to speak, he directly put his foot on my face, and a strong sour smell came over. I kept retching, and he was very disgusted, saying, "With your quality, even if you sell yourself, no one would want you."

At that time, others followed him and tried various ways to torture and humiliate me.

After calming down, I brushed away the stray hair by my ear and pointed at the fat and big-eared man, "Your wife's name is Lucille, she lives at No. 23 Burjee Street, Yellow Avenue, and her phone number is 98023..."

I took turns pointing out the information of the wives of the men present.

Their expressions froze as if they didn't understand why I said these words.

I cleared my throat, "It's not interesting to earn this money by myself. If I want to earn, I will let everyone's wives earn together."

"You tell me, if I tell them that their husbands are in the bathhouse, and as long as they suck their toes, they will get 10,000 dollars, do you think they will come right away?"

The men present were not stupid. Everyone came out to have some fun and no one wanted to overthrow the flag at home.

One of the men was scared and said, "Rosalie, let's talk properly. If you have any difficulties, we will help." After speaking, he looked at the others present.

Then he continued, "If you have any requests, you can bring them up, and we will solve them together."

"Not much. He said 10,000 dollars for one foot. Give me as many 10,000 dollars as the number of feet you have. Once I receive the money, I will leave immediately."

Eric told them not to listen to me.

I picked up my phone and dialed the number.

Finally, each of them gave me 20,000 dollars.

Before leaving, Laura put on a pitiful look and said, "You don't love Eric at all. You are not willing to do even such a small thing for him."

"I really love him. Please divorce and give him back to me."

I looked at Laura and said, "You are really funny. I have a good relationship with my husband. Why should I get a divorce? Maybe you just have a natural inclination for this kind of man."