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"Still sleeping? Do you even know what time it is?" Iversen shouted from the doorway. Scarlett was jolted awake. Hearing his voice, she remembered that today was the day she was to be "sold off." They would be meeting the Bilbo family. To make life easier for Annie at home and to reduce the abuse she suffered, Scarlett was willing to do anything if it meant marrying into the Bilbo family. She rarely wore makeup, but today she meticulously applied an exquisite look. Iversen stared at her, stunned. She looked so much like a young Annie, noble and elegant. But this wasn't what he wanted. "You're meeting Jack Bilbo today! Not giving him a lap dance! Why the hell do you dress like a stripper? Remove your makeup and change your clothes," Iversen said. She looked too beautiful to meet Jack.