Alex stared at the hands extended toward him with an indescribable look. He remembered the words she had said. They were the exact words he had told his brother. But there was no way that Alric would tell a lackey about them. And the way her eyes burnt, it did not look like she was lying.
"Your family wanted to kill you, why?" he took his hands to her surprise. She blinked and then her lips curled into a smirk as she pulled him up.
"Because they do not want the fact out that all the property belongs to my father. The shares, the house, everything." while she had lived all her life as a pauper, they have enjoyed the richness of what her parents left for her.
"I am not a philanthropist. I will only pay you if you will be useful to me. And so far, you have not proved it."
