The sight of the three words—'ten million'—had Vera Wave swallowing hard.
This man is truly a businessman, always insisting on signing contracts, and the stakes just keep getting higher and higher, she thought.
"We don't need a contract for this, do we?" she smiled innocently at Kris Cooper. "Isn't my guarantee enough?"
"Either sign the contract, or take responsibility for me."
How did it go from a man taking responsibility for a woman to her being on the hook?
"What do you mean by 'taking responsibility'?"
"Marry me!"
Marry?
"Mar...marriage?!" Vera nearly bit her tongue. "On what grounds?!"
Kris crossed his arms. "It was my first time!"
"Who'd believe that? You were anything but inexperienced. If anything, you knew too many positions..." Realizing the topic was getting indecent, Vera swallowed back her words. "Besides, you're not pregnant!"
If he had the ability, he wouldn't mind conceiving one himself! Kris thought.
