C10 He Agreed to It

I blushed and pinched Theresa's cheek, "If you continue to spout nonsense, I will tear your mouth apart."

Teresa slapped away my claws and said with a smile, "Anyway, if it was me, I would feel that I had made a profit."

I was speechless.

"...Anyway, no matter what you decide, you must choose the path that is beneficial to you. Don't be foolish anymore." Teresa rubbed my hair and advised me earnestly, "You should know that you have to work hard in order to improve yourself. This world is dark, and it's not as beautiful as you think. Don't be silly..."

I listened to Teresa's bitter advice and felt warm in my heart. Luckily, there was Teresa here at this time. Otherwise, I would not know how to face so many messy things.

That night, I slept very poorly. I tossed and turned in my bed, thinking about what Allan had said. In the middle of the night, I woke up and carefully read the contract again.

I had to admit that the three-bedroom house in the prime location was too tempting for me.

Looking at the rented house that I was currently renting, it was only about forty square meters. It costed more than a thousand dollars a month, and the location was so remote...

I thought about how I had struggled in A City for so long, and the money I had saved was not even enough to buy a house in a high-end area in A City.

He then looked at Allan, who could casually throw out a three-bedroom house with a hundred square meters.

I was so frustrated that I fell onto the bed. It was really infuriating.

Why did he live so extravagantly while I had to live so miserably?

I flipped over, feeling uncomfortable. I flipped over again, but it was still uncomfortable.

In the end, I sat up and slapped my forehead, "What…what are you afraid of?"

I clenched my fists.

I refuse to believe that that Hell King can really eat me!

After making up my mind, I fell asleep soundly.

At 7 AM the next morning, I cleared my throat and picked up a business card from the table. I kneaded it into a ball and pressed the number 11 carefully.

I was nervous.

The phone rang three times.

"Hello…" The man's lazy voice came from the receiver.

I coughed dryly and tried to maintain my calm tone, "Is it Mr. Graham? I'm Margie. "

"Oh…"

"Darling, what are you doing? I'm not awake yet. You are so bad…"

The woman's delicate voice came from the other end of the phone, mixed with a strong lust and ambiguity.

He could guess what Allan had done last night.

I curled my lips in disgust and told him the reason why I had called him, "Mr. Graham, regarding your suggestion yesterday, my decision is — I agree."

I was so nervous that my hands were covered in sweat.

I knew that as long as I agreed, I would be a part of his company for the next three months.

I was so sad as I thought about it.

There was no emotion in the voice on the other end of the phone. It was just a brief explanation, "Go to my office at 9:30 in the morning."

After putting down the phone, I exhaled a long breath.

I didn't know what this step meant, but I knew that three months later, I would have a house of my own for Mathew.

When I thought about the house, I felt more motivated and felt much more at ease.

At least I had a goal.

I called Teresa and told her about my decision.

Sure enough, the other end of the phone was smiling very happily, "I say, you finally got it. Not bad, not bad."

I rolled my eyes. This guy was definitely a cheater.

The more I lived in misery, the happier she was.

I snorted, "I don't want to go anyway. You can do whatever you want."

Teresa replied instantly, "Understood."

Half an hour later, Teresa rushed into my house with a big bag in her hand.

I pointed at the bag, "Are you moving?"

"Of course not." Teresa looked at me speechlessly. She sat on the sofa and opened the bag. She took out a pink short skirt and threw it on me. She teased me, "You can even go out with those few clothes on you? What a joke. The clothes are so shabby. Change into this."

I pouted and put the skirt Teresa gave me on my body.

It was a low-cut skirt that reached her bottom.

I glared at Teresa. "I'm not going to sell meat. Do I need to wear so much?"

Teresa glared back at me in disdain, "You really are an old man. In my opinion, you should really go to the Middle Eastern countries. The women there always only show their eyes when they go out."

I curled my lips. "Do you not show any flesh?"

Teresa threw a conservative-looking white dress at me and said, "I knew you would be like this. I prepared a long dress for you."

The dress was very elegant. I smiled and hugged Teresa. I kissed her and said, "I knew you were good to me."

"It's good that you know that..."

After I finished showering and changed into a long dress, Teresa pulled me to her and insisted that I put on makeup. I could not argue with her, so I had to let her do it.

Teresa took out a pair of new white leather shoes from her bag and threw them to me. “This is for you. Congratulations on finding a new job.”

A new job?

This could be considered a new job?

I curled my lips helplessly, but I would never forget how good Teresa was to me.

After putting on the leather shoes, I felt much more energetic.

Teresa asked me to turn around. When she saw my new appearance, she came to a conclusion. As expected, people needed clothes.

At nine o'clock, I and Teresa went out to call a taxi.

At around 9:20, I stood at the entrance of the Graham Group again. This time, my mood was even more complicated.

Teresa patted my shoulder and encouraged me, "Fighting Margie."

I also clenched my fists and shouted, "Fighting."

The entrance of the Graham Group was still as grand and majestic as ever. People came and went, and the atmosphere was filled with the tension of the city.

Unlike yesterday, the woman called Anna at the front desk had a 180-degree change in attitude towards me. Not only did she take the initiative to call Allan to inform me of the matter, she even personally opened the elevator door for me. Her attitude was so good that I couldn't help but wonder if she was really the same Anna from yesterday.

I even suspected whether the Anna from yesterday and the Anna today were the same person.

On the other hand, Teresa secretly told me, "This little vixen, Anna, is like this. She likes to flatter and despise others, and she also likes to be backstabbed. You should stay away from her in the future in case she framed you."

Sure enough, the workplace was an incomparably dark place.

The me from yesterday and the me from today were clearly the same me, but the treatment was completely different. Of course, the credit for this was all due to Allan.

I squeezed the contract in my hand and became even more determined to sign the contract.

After getting into the elevator, I went to the 26th floor.

Teresa looked at the number and grumbled, "You don't know how strange our boss is. He took over an entire floor of office buildings by himself, but he doesn't seem to be afraid of being exposed."

No wonder when I went up yesterday, the 26th floor was silent. The lights were on, but no one was working. It turned out that he had taken over an entire floor by himself.

I sighed again. We are really rich.

Of course, we don’t understand the problem of rich people. If they like to take a floor, then they can take a floor. What they spend isn’t my money.