Chapter 13
I turned around. “Since Loffended you, Ms. Jefferson, let the drink be my apology. As for the money, I can’t accept it. Besides, it’s Ms. Smith’s money, and I have no Lwamori bo take it since we have connection whatsoever, “I said, looking at Ophelia.
ante cutting ties, we might as well make it absolute.
Ms. Jefferson laughed loudly. “You’ve got some guts. I like that! What’s your name? Why don’t you work for me instead? Someone with your backbone is just what I need. Follow me, and
(I never want for anything “she added.
Liew she would treat me well, but I also knew exactly what kind of person she was replied, “Thank you for the offer, Ms. Jefferson, but I’m not looking to change jobs right now.”
Ma. Jefferson’s amusement faded at my refusal to take the easy way out. She controlled het temper but said with an edge. “I’ve never met anyone who works here who isn’t desperate for money. Ms. Smith mentioned you’ve lost all jobs recently. Aren’t you afraid of losing this one too? Getting your information would be child’s play for me. Doesn’t that scare you? (looked at her, knowing how these wealthy people operated. They could make or break someone’s life without breaking a sweat.
I glanced at Ophelia again, realizing I would not be able to leave easily without comphing “What would it take for you to let me go, Ms Jefferson?”
Seeing me finally yield. Ms Jefferson immediately responded, “Either work for me, or di ink everything on this table for a hundred thousand dollars Your choice–me or take the money”
omeone nearby laughed “Meterson, this is the first time I’ve seen you make a losing deal–either way, you’re at a disadvantage”
“You don’t get it.” Ms. Jetterson purred. “It’s rare to find someone this handsome. I’m actually enjoying myself. But if he makes me unhappy by refusing both option, he’ll regret it. I don’t believe anyone can resist money, do you? Let’s see if he’s really that principled or just putting on a show!”
Hi meaning was clear. When I refused the money earlier, it was either because I had game or because I was pretending to be above it all
Ophelia chimed in with a laugh. “He’s got game, that’s for sure. As for bring above
That’s still up for debate.”
Ms. Jefferson glanced at her, intrigued. “What’s that supposed to mean? Ms. Smith, you seem to bow him pretty well
Ophelia tuned to me with fury in her eyes. “I don’t. We have absolutely no connection!”
Mi jetterson nodded, satisfied with her answer. Then, she looked back at me. “Alright, make your choice.”
The group santogether, watching me like I was their plaything Traught Ophelia’s eye one last time, but her dareyes were en
emotionless as she allowed their humiliation to continue.
