When Clara took the papers, she thought it was some kind of work she was supposed to do. ' wait, a contract? how did he put up a contract in just a few minutes.' Her eyes and mouth were both agapae when she started reading the conditions.
' Party B is not allowed to wander off and must be with Party A until the end of work hours?.'
' Party B should fulfill all the obligations offered by Party A at any time.'
' Party B must take care of all the needs of Party A including eating on time, during and after work hours.'
' Party B must make sure Party A takes a nap after lunch, and immediately wake him thirty minutes later without being late for a second.'
' Party B must come to work even during weekends.'. . .
Her breath was caught up in her chest as she read the thirty clauses on the contract. ' This is obviously a slavery contract!... And is he a baby?, how can I stay in his presence all the time without. . . wait, he didn't mention that I can't go to the washroom, hehe. But what about eating on time during and after work hours???.' She wanted to protest but when she looked up, their gazes met again.' Oh no! Wait. . . calm down. I'll do this later when I regain my confidence.'.
She returned her attention to the contract again and her eyes caught something. ' how did I miss this earlier? or did it just appear now?. She carefully read the seventeenth clause and almost sprang up. What's with;' Party B should not engage in any relationship during and after work hours!?.' This is unfair, she can't love him and now she can't even have any relationship?. Her brows knitted and she quickly turned the pages again.
' If all the obligations are carried out by Party B faultlessly, there would be a salary increment and also an additional bonus every month.' Her eyes instantly brightened. 'Wait, I have not even thought about the payment all this time. How much do assistants even receive? Wow, this is great. . . who cares about relationships, I'm not stupid to let my heart get broken by another person again. . .hehe'.
Carl watched delightfully as her expressions changed from shock to furry then happiness and he smirked.' I got you now Clara.'
Clara closed the pages and looked up with a small smile, now gaining her confidence after seeing the figures on the contract. ' hehe, I'm going to be rich in no time. . . I just need a little more of self-control. . . yes, I can do this.".
Carl quickly retained his expression when she looked up. Was that excitement he saw in her eyes? ' tsk tsk tsk so greedy.' He thought she might protest as he also found some of the terms absurd. ' hehe.' he had to watch her more closely or she might put herself in danger one day. " Sign it." He extended the pain which she quickly took, surprising him once more.
She signed the contract happily while singing 'money' in her head. 'If I can't love him, I'll just admire him from a distance, hehe no big deal and I can also get to see his handsome face every day. . . this is actually a double win for me.'.
She gave both the pen and contract back to him happily without even trying to look away again and he also signed his part while sighing inside. ' to what extent can she go for money?' he wondered with a chuckle, noticing that she had changed in just a few seconds.
Clara smiled foolishly and gawked at his flawless hands as he signed the contract. ' control, self-control.' she chanted inside but did not take her eyes off until he looked up again.
" Photocopy it." He gave the contract to her again which she quickly took and went to the photocopy machine. He shook his head and watched her amusingly. ' this girl.'
Shortly after, she returned with the copies and he took one then gave one to her which she tucked away in her bag.
He stood up and went back to the chair then continued with the piles of work laying in front of him while glancing at her from time to time.
Clara yawned and she looked around lazily. She thought assistants were supposed to be the ones working while the boss would just rest. She glanced at the man who had been working tirelessly for some hours and yawned again. ' This is so boring.' She thought and admired his face again for some minutes before standing up and walking to his side.
"Ehm, Sir." She cleared her throat then after making sure she had grabbed his attention, she repeated, " Sir... I, I need to use the washroom.".
Carl looked up and frowned. " Say my name," he ordered while staring intently at her.
Clara's eyes widened, isn't that a bit disrespectful to directly call his name. He was her boss for heaven's sake. . . ' But, he asked for it.' She took a deep breath then softly said, " Ehm, C..Carl, may I use the washroom? ".
" Mm," he nodded, then stood up while hiding the small smile that appeared on his lips. He liked the way his name sounded from her melodious voice.
" Huh?." Clara stared at his back perplexedly. Where was he going, why didn't he press the remote and open the door for her. Didn't he hear what she said? She wanted to open her mouth and say something when her jaw dropped.
'Wasn't that a wall? How did it suddenly change to a door?'. She stood transfixed in one place while trying to discern what had just happened.
" Come." Carl looked toward her and said while thinking if spacing out was actually her hobby.
She quickly ran to his side and her gaze darted into the room. ' wow.' her eyes widened at the sight. Just how many surprises was she going to get today?
" The restroom is inside, " he said and looked down at the girl who didn't seem to hear him. He shook his head then pushed her inside with a chuckle before going back to his work.