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YvettehadtoadmitthatWilsonwasagoodsweettalker.Hehumblyapologizedandofferedtopayforthedamages,andshecouldn’tstayangryanymore!
Yvettelookedathimandsaid,“You’retheoneofferinpensationatfivetimestheprice!”
“Yes,Iwillinglyofferedit,”said<b>Wilson</b>,gazingintentlyatYvetteinanalluring<b>manner</b>.Text property ? N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org.
Yvette’sheartskippedabeat.Pursingherlipsandtryingtoshiftherfocus,Yvettequicklywroteupthpensationform.
Curious,SamueltookapeekandwasshockedatthefigureYvettewrote–50 billiondors!
SamuelthoughtYvettewasbetteroffrobbingabank!HesilentlyremarkedshewasluckythatWilsonwasrichenoughtopayforthpensation,
“Here.Signit<b>.</b>”
YvettehandedWilsonthpensationformemotionlessly,shewasn’ttheslightestbitguilty.
Wilsonchuckledatthe
figurewrittenontheform.HethoughtYvettewasmercilesswithhim,buthewaswillingtoletherscamhimofhismoney.
Wilsonquicklysignedthpensationformandsaid,“Thpensationfundswillbetransferred toyourountbytomorrowmorning.”
“Good!”
Yvettenoddedinsatisfaction,smiling.Shefeltgoodaboutearning50billiondorsovernight.
“Boss…”Jakeranoverinahurry.HefinallyfeltrelievedwhenhesawthatYvettewasn’thurt.“I’m<b>d</b>you’reokay,boss.Otherwise,Ican’tpayformysinsevenifIdie!”
SeeinghowJakewasalmostpouncing<b>on</b>Yvette,Wilson’sexpressiondarkened.Henced<b>icily at</b><b>Jake</b>,whofrozeandstoppedhimselffromjumpingonYvette.
JakealsorecognizedWilsonastheepersonwhotookYvette<b>away</b>attheRoyalPavillion.AtthethoughtofhowYvettechoseWilsonoverhim,JakedislikedWilsonevenmore
“It’syouagain…Soyou’re<b>the</b>headoftheQuinnhousehold!,nowthatyou’reinourterritory,we’llshowyou<b>who’s</b>boss!”
YvettefrownedathowJakewasreadytopunchWilson.Shesaidsternly,“Stop.”
Jakewasunwilling,butheobeyedYvette’sordersandstoppedhimself.
Hewhined,“Boss,didyouforgethowhesnatchedour<b>Nirvaroot</b>andinjuredourmen?Wesufferedseriouslosses!Youcan’tjustgiveinbecauseofhisface.He’shandsome,butyou can’tjustlethimoffeasily.”
Hearinghiswhines,Yvettecalmly<b>handed</b>himthpensationform.
“Speakafteryouseethis.”
Jake readthpensationformobediently.Whenhesawthatthpensationtotaledupto50billiondors,hecursed.
“Whatthe?50billiondors?AmIdreaming?Ouch,ithurts,soI’mnotdreaming,He’spayingus50billiondors!”
Jakepinchedhimselfhardandrealizedhewasn’tdreaming.Hewasworkedup,andinthatmoment,Wilsondidn’tlooksodespicableanymore!Wilsonwasn’tanenemy;hewasgod!
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