Since I was negotiating terms with a future businessman, I still wanted to get more.
My mind raced. I asked again, "Will it count if I manage to sleep with him?"
Raymond nodded with awkwardness.
Originally, I had felt that my future was bright, for I could still get 300,000 dollars without effort even if I failed to capture Yve's heart.
However, at the sight of Raymond's look, I thought I would probably die on the spot if Yve was a big fat tycoon.
This month was about to end, so it was time to report on my work once a month.
When I arrived at the office of Yve's company, it surprised me that it was dark in tone inside the bright building.
I didn't know whether it was because of the company culture or the color of the work uniforms.
Yve was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with a cup of coffee in his hand.
"Please take a seat, Miss Lee," he uttered.
I found it hard to figure out why Yve and Raymond, who were born to the same mother, had such different temperaments.
One was a troublemaker at school, while the other was quietly drinking coffee in an office building.