Female NovelA trace of annoyance crossed Aline’s face at his misinterpretation. With a bright smile, she gently corrected, “I’m a student at the music school, not providing that kind of service!”
Quickly adjusting his attire, the young man allowed her in.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
Aline entered and shut the door behind her.
She surveyed the room, her gaze finally resting on the young man’s smooth chest. Adopting an air of arrogance, she declared, “I want to make a deal with you.”
The young man crouched to find a cigarette. “As I mentioned, I didn’t call for any service.”
From her bag, Aline produced a stack of one hundred thousand dollars and placed it on his worn-out table.
“I need your assistance.”
As she Laid out her plan, the young man swiftly declined. He pushed the money back into her bag, ushered Aline out, and firmly stated. “I won’t engage in such a cruel act!”
Aline persisted, “It won’t demand much effort from you!” Reluctant to comply, the man scratched his head. Biting her Lip, Aline left her phone number and said, “Give me a call if you decide! Opportunities Like this to earn money don’t come often. Take your time.”
After she departed, the young man sat on the edge of the bed, entangled in a dilemma, smoking thoughtfully.
He gazed at the phone number, tempted to tear it up.
Inappropriately, the stunning profile of the young girl from the rehearsal that day flashed in his mind.
Her fair complexion and slender figure captivated him as she sat at the piano.
Suddenly, a knock echoed at the door once again. Assuming it was Aline, he swung the door open and retorted, “I already told you, I won’t do such a cruel thing!”
His words froze in his throat as he faced an unfamiliar man.
Dressed in a business suit and windbreaker, the newcomer exuded an air of nobility that set him apart. The man leisurely smoked a cigarette, his deep eyes fixed on the young man
Too intimidated to invite him inside, the young man recognized the stark contrast between their surroundings.
Nevertheless, the distinguished man entered the room uninvited.
Waylen instantly noticed the paper on the table, displaying Aline’s phone number. He picked it up delicately and inquired casually.
“Someone visited earlier, didn’t they? Offered you money for a task?”