"What if I don't pay? What if my five thousand yuan per month is all deducted? What if I do really well? Is there any reward?" Crystal Landon asked incredulously, reaching out to grab Richard Shaw.
Richard Shaw noticed her fair and tender little hand grabbing him, the snow-white skin forming a stark contrast against his own, like a soft little kitten placing its velvet paw on his arm, scratching an itch in his heart.
The man withdrew his gaze, took a step forward, enveloping her petite and pure figure in his shadow, and threatened with a cold sneer, "If your money is all deducted, just go back to the Landon Family, and doing well is expected, there's no reward. Got it?"
Crystal Landon saw the cold glint in his eyes, remembered how he always ignored her when they were young, and instantly got angry, puffing out her chest. She was determined to hold her ground, not believing she couldn't do well.
