Holding that check in her hands, Vera Wave found herself lost in thought.
A hundred-million-dollar check to buy a woman, has this man gone crazy?!
Staring at the check in her hand, she mused for a long time before finally placing it back on the table.
"Kris Cooper, consider this money as something I'm borrowing from you. As long as I, Vera Wave, am alive, I'll strive to repay you! From now on, if you ask for it, you can even have my life!"
Muttering as if swearing an oath, Vera Wave stretched her foot towards the floor. The moment her foot touched down, she gasped.
Bastard!
Didn't he say he wouldn't hurt her?
While sitting on the bed just now, she hadn't felt it, but when she stretched her leg, she realized it still hurt a little.
Now that she had truly experienced it, she finally knew what *that kind of thing* felt like. She could also now be certain that he hadn't touched her that night she got drunk.
