#Chapter17
Avatia's POV.
I couldn't believe my eyes. I knew this guy was loaded but $300,000 for 4 days every week for three weeks was just too much. I can't accept this. Mom would think I've joined a stealing group and robbed a bank or something. Using the opportunity that she was still fast asleep, I stepped out of the house and thankfully a cab was just passing. I hailed it and gave the black guy the address. He gave me a 'that's- a -pretty -rich -area -young- lady' look but I was thankful he kept his comment to himself. I sent my hand into my clutch and held the envelope tightly. As much as this is tempting, I can't accept it. It's too much for me. I hope he's not gonna stay out considering he went somewhere else when Cheng came to pick me up. The driver pulled up in front of the familiar mansion I've grown used to. I handed him a crumpled $30 note and got out.
/"Its $40 miss./" He said looking me up and down.
