His Only Antidote by Shirley Owen

Chapter 9 Chapter 9 Even on the other end of the line, Nolla sensed the chill coming from Elvis. She somehow becnervous. Subconsciously, she rose, her knees bumping against the table. Her tears cout of pain, yet she dared not to shout out loud.

"Glad to hear your voice, Mr. Grayson! Taking a deep breath, Nola tried to calm herself down.

"I've made up my mind about the thing you said." Nola's heart almost thumped out of her chest on hearing this. She wondered if she had misheard it. Would Elvis tell her that....

"Good! So what's your decision?" Nola's face was full of expectation, as if she had seen the moonlight in the dark night.

"It'll take stto make it clear. How about we talk face to face?" "You mean now?" Taking a glance outside the window, Nola noticed that it was late. She wasn't sure if the metro was still running at this hour.

"Or else!" "Please tellthe address, Nola replied politely, totally unlike the girl who Elvis met. Leaning against the chair, Elvis enjoyed the night view of the city through the floor-to-ceiling window in his office. Under his slender fingers, it was Nola's document that Damion had just sorted out.

"Where are you?" Thinking for a moment. Nola told Elvis to meet at a bus stop near Linda's house. She couldn't tell Elvis that she was staying at her friend's After hanging up the phone, Nola was still in a daze. She looked at the flow of traffic and lights outside for a while before she cback to her senses. She grabbed a coat and walked out in a flurry.

A silver-gray McLaren stopped by her side. Nola was stunned for a second because the car was different from the one she had taken last time. Elvis lowered the window and glanced at Nola. Only then did Nola cback from her daze. She got into the car at the fastest speed under the amazed gaze of passersby.

Without saying anything. Elvis stepped on the accelerator and drove forward. Nola's every pore strained. She was even more nervous than she felt when she met him for the first time. She sat straight and dared not to see him.

They soon arrived at a restaurant. Nola followed Elvis' steps. She thought, "The restaurant looks expensive. Will I follow him inside like this?" "Why do you stop?" "Huh?" "You toldthat you were sensible. Don't makesuspect that." After they sat down, Elvis just told the waiter to serve as usual, and the waiter left "Mr. Grayson, what do you..." "I haven't had dinner yet," Elvis chimed in. Nola glanced at her watch. It was past nine o'clock. She didn't expect a CEO would starve himself.

She obediently finished the dinner without saying anything. Though she had had a dinner, she didn't have the courage to tell Elvis the fact.

Nola told herself that she wasn't having dinner, but was money. How she wished that Elvis could convert the price into money and give it to her! 09:07 Sun, 23 Feb Chapter 9 Seeing that Elvis had almost finished his food. Nola's heart began to pound wildly again. She was like a criminal waiting fo her final sentence. Every second was like a century to her. Being stared at by Elvis, Nola felt uneasy. She even the man did it on purpose! "You have a good appetite," Elvis looked at Nola's empty plate and said.

Nola was a bit embarrassed. She thought, "I was doing my best to please you, OK? She had an awkward smile and explained, "You know, it's cold. People need more calories to resist the cold weather. And maybe my body is growing" Excuse me? Elvis was speechless about her lexcuse. If his memory served, Nola was 24 years old. How could her body still her age? "Rest assured, Mr. Grayson. I'm not a fussy eater. You won't cost much to raise me." Nola's patience had completely run out. She would rather Elvis tum her down directly. It was really torture to her.

Tve thought about your proposal during the past few days. Hearing that he had finally cto the point, Nola cheered up. She put on a decent smile and waited for the result.

"You win the heart of my grandma. It proves that you do have your merits." Merits? Nola looked down at herself, thinking, "My merits are so clear. You don't notice them?" Though you look plain and dress up out of style, you are kind of a clever girl. Your mere request is to send your mother abroad for treatment, right?" "Yes! That's my only request. As for your request, please nit." As soon as Nola finished her words, Elvis handed the document to her. Looking at the overwritten paper, Nola was stunned "It's..." "It s a contract. Since you said it's cooperation, a contract is a must. I'm a businessman, and I think this will protect the interest of both parties."

Nola finally realized the disparity between a clerk and a CEO. She merely scanned the contract, which e listed sreasonable duties of a wife, such as being faithful, attending certain vital social engagements with him, and dealing with his family. Things seemed to be easier than Nola expected. She wondered if she was dreaming.

She pinched her inner thigh, and the fierce pain persuaded her that she was not dreaming- "Any problems with the contract?" Nola kept shaking her head. "No, nope." She quickly signed her non the contract. Her neat handwriting was just like her power. personality. Elvis signed his nbeside hers. His signature was full of

"I think you are the biggest winner in this marriage. After all, the identity of Mrs. Grayson can't be 't be valued bym money. Sod will store the contract. Anyway, abide by the content and do everything according to my will from now on. I promise your mother will get the best treatment." "Hope we will have a pleasant partnership, Mr. Grayson!" Nola picked up the glass and clinked Elvis.

She didn't know if it was a happy thing or a sad thing. Did she sell herself out? Chapter 9 She was sent to the bus stop where they met. Elvis told her before she got out of the car, I'll see you at City Hall at 9 a.m. tomorrow! No wedding!" Nola smiled and said yes without hesitation. In her heart, the wedding should be held for two people with love. They shouldn't have such a ceremony.

After the car was out of sight, Nola crossed the street. She was waiting at a traffic light when it suddenlyn started pouring. With no umbrella or no place to hide, she looked up at the raindrops, unknowing she was laughing or crying. She wasn't sad. It was the best result for her! Ꮎ