
“Yes though you're pretty handsome if you only work as a waiter. That's why I understand if you have a side job as a gigolo. It would be easier to make big money that way, let alone live in this country so hard, whereas your lifestyle seems quite high. Seeing how good you were at blackmailing me earlier. There's only a lonely but rich old woman who would take care of you" Rachel said.
“You!” Rich was about to point his index finger at Rachel, but he then undo the intention while clenching both hands. Maybe the woman in front of him thinks he's a gigolo. Do not know how much of his property has been successfully scattered by the women he wants.
“Not to be ashamed. But I'm sorry, for the time being it seems like you can't be their mistress, according to our agreement. I'll understand if you don't have money, but not by being a gigolo anymore. Besides, the pay you get is certainly more than enough to serve aunty girly, or transgender people lack that caress."
"Damn it!" Um Rich in heart cursed Rachel's mouth. If only it wasn't in time for punishment in making trouble. He must have asked his men to get rid of the mouth of the woman before him at this moment.
“So you mean. The writing where I was banned from being close to women during your husband was because you thought I was a paid man for women?”
Rachel quickly nodded her head. “I can at least accept infidelity and most rich men do just that. Just do it after our agreement is done later. I will not forbid you, even with pleasure I will welcome, so that we can part ways in the right way.”
“Basic crazy woman.’’ umpat Rich shakes small will tell Rachel.
A moment later, the two began to prepare with their respective appearances. Rich glanced at Rachel. Already entered the game. What's wrong with him doing something sneaky this time, Rich thought.
“Come we go!” without a doubt Rich took Rachel's hand for granted. Both of them also left the hotel by taxi, because Rachel had not brought a car before, while Richard himself had all the facilities revoked. Just leave a narrow residence near elite housing.
“Where will we go?” ask Rachel.
“Later you will also know.”
Sure enough, Rachel immediately turned her back when Richard skillfully chose a menswear outlet with a famous brand. Rachel could only get closer in covering her face. “What do you want to do here,” whispered to Rich.
“Of course I have to be professional and be a perfect husband so that your father does not suspect later.” Rich called a waiter there. "Take me the three best suits you guys have."
"It just so happens that we just released a new product with a limited edition, sir. Would you like to try it?" ask the waiter.
Rich just nodded. "Good get that out!"
"Hey! You seem to come here often? They don't even hesitate to serve you so graciously" Rachel said suspiciously.
"Aren't you the one who said I'm a gigolo? Why so astonished?” Rich stopped his sentence and got a little closer to Rachel, until his breath could be felt. “If I don't give you the best appearance. You think how customers can be satisfied with my service and performance.”
A grin was etched on Rich's face. "Let's see how this gigolo will drain your pockets deeper later" Rich said. The man then sat down and crossed his legs in the seat available to customers, while reading the catalog there.
“Oh, Shiit! Isn't he poor? Why does it look so perfectionist, the world is fair enough to her. At least he's not a perfect man with all the advantages, Rachel's inner” swears at Richard's current charm.
However, just a step Rachel was about to follow sitting next to Rich. A burly hand from behind had already first stopped its pace, and was holding onto the girl's wrist.
“Rachel, what are you doing here?’’ ask a man.