“If you want to continue living here. It’s just fair that you have to agree with the owner’s terms and conditions.”
“You have to make a living. You will work for me. I am your boss outside and you are my secretary. Inside the house, I am your husband and you are my wife. Clear?”
Bill’s words were like a boomerang.
“You have a choice, Arabella.” Eric Grant‘s words cut her.
The two men’s words popped out in Arabella’s mind.
Then she smiled.
Sky Corporation.
Arabella dressed like going to a fashion show. Very elegant and beautiful. She had never dressed like that before. She even surpassed Trishia’s fashion. She walked confidently like a model walking on a catwalk. Sexy, beautiful, and confident that all men in the area could not help to turn around and give her an amusing stare.
She waved at them and gave them her sweetest smile.
Bill abruptly stopped in front of her. Arabella immediately bumped at his back.
