CONTRACTED WIFE OF THE BOSS
ISO
at that formed a stingy feeling in my eyes. The words of Mr. Dre were rin
l leave you to think about it'. "I re
, my thoughts unclear. "What do yo
, "This is the contract we've agreed on, if you wish to continue wit
onse. "And if I... don't?" I
hifted. "Well let me put it this way," he said in a
ady broken heart that I had. "I...yes... I understand," I managed
wly choking me to death. "Well, I will let you think it over," he said and then without utt
ht that I will end up in this position where I can only bargain my
and scared. "I need the money so badly but marriage? To a man like Mr. Dre? A man who is so hear
it. But if I say no... will he really refuse to help? And if
silence. "Madam, isn't your conversation with Mr. Dre over?" she asked,
ly as I could. "Yes, we're done," I said, althoug
. When I did not see Mr. William, I felt my heart beat fast but his PA was quick to tell me that he was at the canteen. I told he
"Hello sir. Hello Mr. Dre," I said to both
ad in astonishment. 'Oh A
r PA told me to be here, I wish to go home early
for a moment, "You've been leaving
. "Yes sir, it is just a personal a
am said, the anxiety in his voice was very much audible. "Are you in trouble, Ali
gs with someone, but how could I describe
gh the tension. "Let her go, William. She has a p
but finally relented.
the door, the nanny greeted me, but her words barely registered. I went straight to my room a
band, and now the weight of saving Ariel crushed me. The grief w
o be strong
y thoughts. The name on the scre
e to remind you that tomorrow is the deadline for the payment. If the payment isn't
Please, Cynthia, don't move her to the public ward. I'll pay tomorro
ve no choice. The words burned in my mind, blurring my vision with fre
d conditions. I couldn't believe what I was about to do, but Ariel
my heart pounding in my chest. I hadn't slept at a
eyes cold and calculating as always
oice barely a whisper. "I... I've made
his eyes. "Very well," he said slowly. "I'll have my lawyer draw up the papers. But let me make
nch to the gut, but I nodded, my
ont of me. My hand shook as I picked up the pen. With o
no turning