NovelEnglishHe smirked. “You declined her, didn’t you?” The young man remained silent.
Waylen produced a check worth eight million from his pocket.
“This sum is sufficient for you to acquire a decent apartment in Duefron. But here’s my condition: call her back and agree to her request!”
Taken aback, the young man considered his options.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWhile eight million was beyond his wildest dreams, he couldn’t forsake his conscience.
Perceiving his hesitation, Waylen smiled. “I don’t want you to harm anyone! The young girl playing the piano is my girlfriend. I care deeply for her! Don’t worry. She won’t perform on stage.”
The young man found this difficult to believe.
Yet the affection in Waylen’s eyes when speaking of the girl was convincing.
After a prolonged deliberation, the young man accepted the check, albeit with uncertainty. “Is this really alright?”
“I promise!” Waylen affirmed.
Subsequently, the young man contacted Aline.
Stammering, he consented. “I agree with your terms. Are you genuinely offering me a hundred thousand?”
On the other end, Aline’s laughter dripped with cynicism.
How could a man of his meager means resist the allure of money?
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmShe promptly returned to his rented house.
After the young man received the money, they struck a deal.
Anxious, she tried to coerce him with sexual advances.
However, the young man gripped his shirt tightly, flushing.
“I can’t do that. I’ve vowed to reserve such intimacy for my future wife.”
Aline’s plan had backfired.
Late into the night, she left the shabby rental house in her heels and hailed a taxi.
Once the car had departed, a slender figure emerged from behind a tree. It was Waylen.
His expression remained indifferent as he stared after the receding vehicle.
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