Alan had planned this to make her happy and not mad. He scratched his head while pulling a handful of hair in his hand.
He didn't know what to say to make her feel better. He was not much of a talker to soothe her with words.
"You wanted me to earn more?" She scoffed so loud and he raised an eyebrow at her. That was also a reason. He wanted her to live in a nice house and a safe one at that.
Where she was staying was unhealthy and dangerous. Aside from not wanting to see her dance for anyone, her life could be in danger no matter how much they told him she was not stripping.
"Yes," he only confirmed and she wanted to slap that smug look on his face.
Was he being serious? She thought as she watched him closely to see if he was looking down on her, which he could.
What more? Could his family be waiting for a cheque for her to leave their billionaire son and brother?
