CONTRACT WIFE HAUGHTY YOUNG MASTER

EPISODE 07 SEEMS TO HAVE A CHANCE

Where else would he get that money? Her mother had even contacted her several times, asking if Kiara's superior could give it to her. However, Kiara who was sitting near a tree, not far from the office, seemed to only wipe her tears.

"Mom, how do I get that money? I don't even have the slightest savings."

Crying alone without anyone understanding his position, Kiara could no longer do anything about it.

"The only thing I have is this ring. Do I have to sell it?" ask Kiara to yourself.

"But, what if God comes and asks for it again? What can I tell him?" inner Kiara.

The ring ring on his ring finger is the ring of a friend. How could he possibly sell it? What if the owner asks for the ring?

"It's been eight years. The gods did not return and I never even heard from him again. I can use it, right?" Kiara.

His mind and heart are not in line. In his mind, he could make use of the rings from Gods by selling them. However, his heart refused to do so for fear of upsetting his friend.

"Eight years have passed, maybe the gods have forgotten me too."

With a determination, Kiara took off the God-given ring and put it in her pants pocket. Just as he moved from his seat. A car stopped in front of Kiara.

Kiara paused for a moment, bowing her head because she knew who the person in the car was.

"Near!" The call made Kiara look up.

"Yes, Sir?"

"Do you have time? I want to talk. Meet me at this place, it'll be half-seven at night. Come alone and I'll give you the help you want."

Kiara looked at the young man's face quickly. He could not believe what he had just heard.

"I hear you cost a billion. I can give it, on condition. Come to that place, according to the hours I said. You'll get that money and maybe even more."

"Hm, come. If not, you'll regret it."

The car then breezed away, leaving Kiara standing in her place.

"Did I just dream? Mr Boy, will you give me the money?" kiara asked herself.

"But what condition does he mean? What does he want from me? Why on those terms until I have to see her tonight?"

Trings ....

Kiara's phone notification reads. He picked up the phone and scrunched his forehead, looking at the foreign number that had just sent him a message.

(+6285763098xxx)

[Beautiful dress and amaze me]

"Whose number is this?"

Kiara then opened the balloon profile photo, surprised to see the operational director's photo, plastered there.

"It's so weird. But fuck it, I don't care. The most important thing is I get money to miss."

Kiara put her phone back in her pocket. Now he can smile a little and start to rely on the promise of Mr. Boy, always the director of operations at the company.

"I'm going to go see my mom and say this. Hopefully, Mr. Boy will give the money without long. He's rich, lots of money and lots of assets. He's definitely not stingy."

Without Kiara noticing, her innocence would be something she would probably regret for a lifetime.

~To Be Continue~