"What kind of help are you looking for, Miss Ross?" Henry asked with a smile.
"Um, give me a job. I am willing to do anything—" Erin took a step forward until there was almost no gap between them, and she looked up at Henry, trying her best to make those doe eyes even though she physically couldn't. She clutched Henry's shirt with her two hands, grasping it desperately while secretly feeling the abs underneath. "—anything for you, Sir! I just need a job!"
Henry's heart grew colder the more this bitch spoke, "Are you that desperate? Doesn't your sister give you a monthly allowance?"
