The Last Wish in My Urn

Five years after being disowned by my family, I ran into Uncle Ethan at an exclusive club.

He was the VIP guest celebrating his fiancée Isabella's takeover of Southeast Asian operations—the feared Mafia Don.

I was just a hostess serving drinks.

We avoided eye contact all evening.

Until a drunken patron slammed his dagger on the table and pointed at me:

"Hey, you! Crawl on the floor and bark like a dog. I'll give you a thousand dollars for the show."

Without hesitation, I knelt on the cold marble.

Amidst whistles and laughter, I squinted and imitated a dog's yapping.

After completing the circle, I steadied myself against the wall and heard Uncle Ethan's icy scoff:

"You'd rather play the dog here than apologize to Isabella?"

"Aurora Roscente, you're fucking unbelievable."

I smirked and stretched out my palm.

"One thousand dollars. Cash or QR scan?"

Years had passed, old wounds long faded like gunpowder smoke.

But this thousand dollars would cover the final payment for my mother's urn.

——

The private room fell silent.

Every gaze locked onto me, laden with judgment.

Someone snickered first.

On the sofa, Uncle Ethan's knuckles whitened, his expression darkening.

He was ashamed.

In his world, a thousand dollars couldn't even pay off an underling.

Yet here I was, groveling on the floor like a mutt.

His fiancée Isabella twirled her diamond earrings and sneered:

"Ethan searched for you for five years, and this is where you ended up? Barking for cash? Have you no shame?"

I lifted my eyelids. "Earning money by my own skills isn't shameful. At least I'm not selling my body."

Her red lips curled. "That desperate for cash? Crawl two more rounds. I'll throw in another two grand."

The room erupted in cheers.

Others began tossing bills:

"I'll match Isabella's two thousand!"

"Add another thousand from me!"

I was about to kneel again when the door burst open.

The manager scrambled in, bowing to Ethan.

"Don Roscente, this girl doesn't know the rules. If she offended you—"

"Want to crawl for her instead?"

Ethan crushed his cigar, eyes glacial.