My Crazy Rich - Ard

Chapter 6: The Offer

"You awake?"

The delicate voice of a woman in front of the mirror shocked Richard from his sleep. Again he checked the clothes that were still attached to the body. He also breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, it seems like last night nothing happened between them anymore.

"Why can we be here?" richard was confused.

“I should have asked that. Not you.” Rachel casually dried her hair in front of Rich. Like a married couple living in the same room, unlike before where he immediately fled before the man who was foreign to him woke up.

Meanwhile, Rich was twitching his temple slowly while recalling what really happened last night. Akh, he just doesn't know where to take the chatty woman, so he chooses to rent a hotel. However, when Rich was about to leave, Rachel who was heavily drunk held him, so she also went to sleep next to Rachel because she was too tired.

“How about my offer last night? How much do you want?” rachel asked straight to the point and sat down beside Rich. Although the two talked drunk overnight, but the advice given by Rich was clearly imprinted in Rach's mind. Instead of looking for another man, it is better to offer to the man who is now with him. After all, his family would not know who this man was because they had also just met.

Rich slightly moved his sitting position. “I have no interest!” He pulled out the blanket and moved from his position.

“Ten million dollars,” said Rachel tried to stop Rich's movement and succeeded.

The man tilted his head slightly. Is that woman that rich? If it is true, not in this way Rich did not have to bother to live poor as his uncle asked. He would only pretend to be in trouble later in Reymond's presence, while in fact he had a lot of money.

Moreover, with the woman, he could give the right reasons to the uncle without having to reveal who he really was.

A sly grin was painted on Rich's face. “Let's see, how rich you are,” Inner Rich. “Fifty million dollars," he said without hesitation.

“Are you crazy, huh?” snapped Rachel. How could a barmaid blackmail him in such a cunning manner. Fifty million dollars is certainly not a little nominal for him, let alone his career has just climbed. Should she do the assignment just to hire a paid husband?

“No!” Rich looked for pen and paper, writing the nominal mentioned earlier as a sign that Rachel had not heard it wrong. “I am willing to be your paid husband, provided you pay me according to the nominal listed there. If you don't want to, you can find other men out there.” said Richard then continue the step to go to the bathroom to clean yourself.

While playing games and removing toxins in the stomach, Rich's phone suddenly shows a message notification from his uncle. Where the message warns him, if in three days Rich does not enter work, then his rights in the Days family will be removed completely.

“Basic weathered damned bujang!” umpat Rich swore his own uncle and was about to slam a cell phone, but it did not happen. Only a cell phone was the only precious thing he had right now.

Shortly after cleaning up, Rich came out dressed. It seemed that Rachel was still sitting in her previous position while writing down a piece of agreement paper. After thinking for so long, Rachel finally chose to fulfill Rich's wish, as long as she didn't become the wife of the ten selfless old businessmen.

“Alright! I agreed to pay you that much. But within a year. As a down payment I'll give you ten million dollars first, this is all I have. The rest I will send gradually, according to your performance. I don't want to waste money, but it turns out you're not good at controlling my family and running my money.” Clearly Rachel thrust a piece of paper containing the conditions she wanted to Rich.

Rich read every line of sentences Rachel gave him. Why since yesterday he must always be faced with a letter of agreement. Really sucks.

"One thing you should know. That old man is very hard to get rid of. He's like a parasite that's always trying to persuade my Daddy at all costs. I hope you can help me get rid of him."

Rich just nodded in understanding. Just being a husband pretends to be what's hard. After all, all this time there was no opponent that he could not get rid of. Just look at it later.

“You don't want to know what my job is? How about you're embarrassed to introduce me to your family later,” Rich said after reading the last letter on the paper.

“No! Just give me your identity card,” pinta Rachel while raising her hand and she herself also handed over the identity card. "At least you're not a rich man who's gonna set me up as good as you can."

From Rachel's cynical tone, Rich was quite surprised by the woman's words. “You hate rich men? Then why are you asking me to be your paid husband? Don't you think I'm rich?”

“Cih, don't make it. I clearly remember who you are. You're just a gigolo in Vipura, don't you think because your clothes last night could change your appearance, which is actually just a waitress! No need to be ashamed,” Rachel slightly glanced at Rich from top to bottom.