The Rhyme of the Depositary

TIGA

The mentari is still not visible. It's still too dark. But he didn't want to spend any longer here, in this godforsaken place.

At high speed, Alice put on her original dress, walked on her tiptoes so as not to make a sound and turned the doorknob carefully. A "clacky" sound almost made him tremble. After she opened the door, Alice lowered her heels and closed the door behind her.

"Finally ..," he whispered softly, walking in a daze looking for one of the servants to retrieve his car keys. Alice spent over a quarter of an hour to find the butler's room. He was even more cursed to be trapped in a house this big. All the passageways are interconnected and it is easy to make people misguided.

Meanwhile, on a bed that Alice had just left looked Anson who had long opened her eyes, smiling cynically.

The woman obviously couldn't help herself any longer to immediately leave by his side. All he had in mind was money.

In their activities, Anson was quite surprised to realize that the woman had a shy nature and seemed innocent. Like an inexperienced teenager.

However, then Anson realized something, maybe Alice was not as innocent as she displayed. He was just a great artist pretending to be innocent. It was simply impossible for a woman of her kind to have pure innocence. Alice is just a materialistic woman who will do anything for money. It doesn't matter if you have to act as a woman. Showing himself as if he were as innocent as a teenager going through puberty.

The woman was too total in the show. It made Anson start to cause a foreign reaction. Something that is very difficult for him to understand.

Long ago Anson hated himself who was easily tempted by him. From the beginning of their meeting, Anson had already realized a very strong interest.

He didn't even think twice about accepting Alice's offer even at such a great price. The woman seemed too extravagant to meet her luxurious lifestyle. Seen from the mini cooper car that became an exclusive output car.

If their relationship is over, it is not impossible that Alice will offer herself again to just any man who wants to spend a lot of money. No matter who and how the man was, all he cared about was how thick their wallet was. Such thinking made Anson sick.

Anson hates Alice. Not with his natural reaction. For some reason, he realized small threads that should not be intertwined.

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Alice stared helplessly at the dozens of bill papers on her desk. His eyes were reddened with rage. He sorted the papers based on the date closest to maturity.

"Hi great woman. Why is your face like a hit-and-run victim?" greet Rachel, enter Alice's office without permission.

"Hi Rachel, please close the door!" pinta Alice's. He didn't want his talk to Rachel to be heard at the desk of his employees. His office is not too broad, the barriers can not muffle the gossip that has already come out.

Rachel stared at the many bills her theme had sorted.

"Wow. You're a woman with an incredible bill record" she said trying to melt the mood.

"Yes. Wearing right?" Alice smiled wryly. He stood towards a small table in the corner of the room to make coffee.

"Without cream," Rachel said. A moment later Alice handed over a cup of coffee as the theme requested.

"Didn't you get the money? why don't you use it to cover all your fucking bills" Rachel said.

"Yes, just ...." Alice answered confusedly.

"Sit. Tell me if last night went well." Rachel patted the worn-out sofa on her side, gesturing.

Alice sat down in annoyance. He looked at his theme expressionlessly.

"Last night went well. At least Anson paid me cash up front. It's just ...." Alice hung up her sentence. Tears adorned her soft face.

"I feel so cheap" he said desperately. A sob escaped from his throat. His body shook violently.

"Hi relax. You don't have to think like that. Every man is a jerk, except my fiance. You shouldn't be putting yourself down." Rachel soothing.

"He's terrific. So that I felt drifted by her every attitude, different from how Alex used to treat me." Alice was still crying.

"Cursed is Alex for wasting you." Rachel clenched her teeth in anger.

"Alex used to say that I was a bad wife in bed. He said I was the undead. Our relationship wasn't smooth and yes .. monotonous" Alice linked her fingers.

"So that means Anson is better than Alex? consider it as its own advantage. Don't get too bad!" persuade Rachel to gently rub Alice's arm.

"Oh Oh my God. Don't tell me you're starting to like him." Rachel goosebumps.

"No. I don't like him. I think I hate him. It's just that he can influence me." Alice was getting uncontrollably sobbing.

Rachel patiently propped up Alice. They have had a long friendship since they were teenagers. There was nothing else they could contact each other.

"Alice. Hang in. Just eman moons, right? Once this is done you can get out of Anson's life and keep your finances safe. If only I could help you, I wouldn't let you get mired like this" Rachel said.

Rachel's life is simple as a woman who works as a waitress for a fast food restaurant in this city. The situation could not make Rachel help much reduce the financial burden Alice had. The only thing he can offer is his presence.

"So how's the money he gave me?"

Alice straightened her shoulders, rubbing her still tears.

"So, I don't think I'll be able to use it"

"Alice White's. Whatchu mean?" rachel shouted in surprise.

"I'll feel dirty if I use it."

Rachel looked in horror. He massaged the side of his head that was beginning to throb. Oh God. What kind of woman is the theme.

"And what are you gonna do with that money?" Rachel held back. He had to discuss gently so that Alice's mind would run rationally again.

"I don't know yet. Maybe I'll just let it go. Or maybe I can give it back to Anson." Alice flinching. It was like he was thinking something.

"Come Alice. You've been making deals for six months. Are you gonna stop here? how's your company's finances and the fate of all your assets?"

Rachel stood pacing back and forth in front of the small window of Alice's room. His right shoe rang loudly every time he stepped.

"Come Rachel. Maybe I'll let go of everything and learn to work for someone else. What if you were a waitress like you? Is it still opening a vacancy?"

Rachel let out a frustrated cry hearing Alice's thoughts. It looks like Anson is the most jerk in the world besides Alex. He made Alice willingly give up all her assets.

"Did you use a security guard last night?" Rachel switched topics, looking worried.

"Safety?"

"Yes. Safety." Rachel's emotions were almost over Alice.

"No. But there's no need to worry. I'm not gonna get pregnant. Didn't Alex never use safeguards on me and I never got pregnant?" Alice said flatly. There's nothing he should worry about.

"Certainly, she won't be able to get pregnant because Alex had a tubectomy."

"What?" Alice stood surprised. Alex tubectomy? how could he not know that reality at all. What other lies are********that are hidden from Alice.

"What kind of marriage do you have if reality is that important you don't know, Alice. Oh forget. Alex is a jerk. Now the problem is, are you guys doing any recklessness?"

"Yes." Yeah." Alice began to feel helpless. Both of his legs lost energy slowly.

"Are you in fertile days?" Rachel hysterical. He moved his two hands in frustration.

"It seems, yes." Alice pulled her hair in annoyance. He felt trapped.

"Is this still manageable?" ask Alice plainly to Rachel. His gaze made Rachel even more sympathetic.

"Come with me to the nearest clinic. Let's see if there's a pill or something that can help you right now. I had to take a leave of absence to take care of your carelessness, Alice. Next time, you should consider all your actions!"

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