Chapter 7 It’s up to your performance
Alex looked at Miya and nodded, deepening the smile on his face. As a matter of fact, she was a typical
fool and a woman who loved money.
When Alex grabbed her little hand, she woke up suddenly. She wanted to shake off Alex's big hand, but
she wasn’t strong as him.
" Mr. President, what is my extra reward?" Now that he has taken advantage of her, how can she get
nothing, or how can she treat her white-skinned hands fairly?
Alex frowned slightly. Nine out of ten sentences of this woman mentioned money. Other women only
seduced him when they were with him, while she only saw money when she was with him. He was a
magnificent and handsome man. Wherever he went, he was the focus. Couldn’t him compare with
those money in her eyes?
“It’s up to your performance!” Alex spoke out the sentence meaningfully. Then he came to his car and
asked the driver to leave-- he wanted to drive personally.
Miya has been reliving Alex's words for a long time. It was up to her performance, what did she need to
act? Did he want her to seduce others and sign contracts with him?
When she was changed into a dress of 10,000 dollars, she was surer of it. If she did not consider this
overtime pay, she disdained to do it. But the dress looked good, too.
"Is this dress belong to me when the banquet is over?" Miya came out of the fitting room and asked,
not a lady at all. She took money at the sight of it.
Alex took back his eyes which had been looking out of the window and turned his head to Miya. His
eyes flashed a sense of amazement. Yes, amazement came out from his eyes.
It was a red and flaming dress, uncovering her white swan-like neck, her attractive collarbone and her
white skin. In front of her chest, a piece of pearl composite flowers, shining, tightly wrapped her
breasts, which seemed to come out easily.
Combining with this lovely face, a pair of clear big eyes, a beautiful nose, cherry lips and a delicate
cheek, she is as beautiful as Snow White who came out from the fairy tale.
Even the waiter beside was enchanted, it was the first for him to see a charming woman who dressed
perfectly.
“Forget about it if you are unwilling to do so.” Miya looked at Alex, wondering he was unwilling to do so.
Of course, she was nobody to him, how can he send the clothing to her, let alone a clothing worth
several millions.
Alex’s eyes became darker. This woman is really good at destroy the atmosphere, he thought.
“It’s up to your performance.” the same sentence again. He rushed out.
Miya followed him dissatisfiedly. He always speaks this sentence. If she can’t behave well, she will lose
the extra rewards as well as overtime pay, which is so unfair.
In the villa of Alex, Miya was always following him. She cursed him in her heart that this man even
brought her home. What did he want to do? She wasn’t his family after all.
She suddenly found a little arrogant figure in front of her. The figure reminded her of the boy who
dressed in the favorite suit of her son and pointed by her daughter, and she curiously wanted to have a
look at this boy now.
It was a red and flaming dress, uncovering her white swan-like neck, her attractive collarbone and her
white skin. In front of her chest, a piece of pearl composite flowers, shining, tightly wrapped her
breasts, which seemed to come out easily.
Combining with this lovely face, a pair of clear big eyes, a beautiful nose, cherry lips and a delicate
cheek, she is as beautiful as Snow White who came out from the fairy tale.
Even the waiter beside was enchanted, it was the first for him to see a charming woman who dressed
perfectly.
“Forget about it if you are unwilling to do so.” Miya looked at Alex, wondering he was unwilling to do so.
Of course, she was nobody to him, how can he send the clothing to her, let alone a clothing worth
several millions.
Alex’s eyes became darker. This woman is really good at destroy the atmosphere, he thought.
“It's up to your performance.” the same sentence again. He rushed out.
Miya followed him dissatisfiedly. He always speaks this sentence. If she can’t behave well, she will lose
the extra rewards as well as overtime pay, which is so unfair.
In the villa of Alex, Miya was always following him. She cursed him in her heart that this man even
brought her home. What did he want to do? She wasn't his family after all.
She suddenly found a little arrogant figure in front of her. The figure reminded her of the boy who
dressed in the favorite suit of her son and pointed by her daughter, and she curiously wanted to have a
look at this boy now.
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