Julius Reed's eyebrows furrowed slightly.
He always felt as if he were cursed.
Sitting at home, a pot falls from the sky!
"Stay here,"
Quella Radcliffe sighed, looking at Nelson with sympathy. "But you don't need to act as a nanny, just consider it a temporary stay."
"No,"
Nelson stood up, wiping her tears. "If you despise me, I can leave immediately. But if you agree to let me stay, then I must earn my own keep."
"Alright then..."
Quella Radcliffe helplessly said, "then you'll be in charge of cooking, and I'll give you ten thousand a month, okay?"
Given Nelson's culinary skills, she felt ten thousand was really not a lot.
Moreover, Julius Reed was wealthy, and the girl was so pitiful.
"You might as well go into acting."
Julius Reed said irritably, "You're good-looking, and your acting is so strong, you could definitely win an Oscar."
"You..."
Nelson's face turned red, and she burst into tears with a 'waah.'
"I encountered a scumbag, it's my fault! I was blind, I..."
