The Alpha's contract lover

Chapter 7

Chapter 7Aysa was frantic. she reached for the steering wheel and tried to stop the car.

She was so poor that she had to eat bread every day, and could not even afford the cheapest salad. She had fortune of no more than $1,000 in total. 1.6 million dollars! Was there any way out in her lifetime?

Thinking of being blackmailed like this, She would rather be sent into court.

"Calm down, calm down, Aysa, I haven't finished my words."

Alger was stunned and hurriedly braked the car.

It turned out that he had overestimated an average person's affordability, and he hastily continued to explain.

"The installment will be deducted from your monthly salary by one-half," Worrying about Aysa’s sustainability, Alger changed his minds again, "No, one-third, until it is paid off."

Aysa calm down hence, she rolled up her eyes at Alger. Could you please finish your words in

What he meant was that they continued to hire her and pay her salary compensation, and this was a good thing ...... After a quick account in her mind, she would have to work for more than ten years to pay off the account.

Even after a deduction for compensation, her salary was higher than the average. Ten steady years of high income, why not?

"So is it a deal?"

Alger observed Aysa's expression, and guessed that there was no more problem,secretly congratulating that he had accomplished another task brilliantly.

" Your boss made his fortune by blackmailing the poor, didn’t him?"

Aysa gritted his teeth and joked. Although the job was saved, she would work for the freaky guy for more than ten years to pay the debt of 1 million. If I had known that, I might have gone to the Mammon tribe with Scarlett as a guest of honor as well .

"You're so funny."

Alger had no idea that he might cost himself another month's salary in the future for the job.

At 10:30 p.m., after an overtime, Eve returned and saw a car coming in around the corner.

"Wow, We’ve never seen such an expensive car here." She couldn't help but exclaim so.

She caught Aysa getting out of the car, and hid behind the nearby pillar, for she did not want to disturbed them.

When the car left, Aysa looked at Eve half covered by pillar, smiled and shook her head.

"You are bad at hiding.Come out, don't be sneaky."

"God, are you looking for a job or boyfriend. You make me envy by having such a handsome boyfriend delivered ."

Eve smashed her mouth, said with a tone of exaggeration.

"Come on, he is just my boss's assistant. You know what, I've had a terrible night. I'm now a debtor for a million dollars just because of a bathtub."

"This ......"

Back to their small apartment, after listening her story, Eve didn’t know what to say. Laying on the small sofa that was accommodated only for one person, Eve thought how different their encounter was though both of them were from the same obsidian tribe. With such a blessing, this little girl was unconscious that how lucky she was.

Thinking of this, Eve rolled over, sat up, and began to persuade Aysa.

"I don’t know you are smart or stupid. You want me to scold him? How much I wish to work for him , you big dummy."

"What did you say?" Aysa looked at Eve, who was even more miser than herself, "You're really crazy about money."

"The job is so easy that whoever can take care of it. If he really wants your money, why didn't he direcly ask you for that? Can’t you do the math? I guarantee you with my E bra that he must ask something else for you. Hurry up, my little sister, push him down and the 700 square meters in the rich district will be yours."

Aysa could not help but roll her eyes at her best friend, yes, I know you have E bra now.

Something else? Aysa mocked to herself, was it her pink lingerie with blue panties, or an i***t who was lost in a bedroom? Even if there was something, she couldn't fall in love with such an arrogant and squeamish freak with .

She didn't argue with Eve, and changed the subject instead.

Late at night, laying in bed, Aysa tossed and turned, and she just couldn’t fall asleep. As Aysa tossed and turned, The bed moved, and even Eve beside her could not sleep either.

"Aysa, stop shaking and fall asleep. I have to get up early tomorrow. Believe me, no matter what the other is trying to do, hold on to this thigh and your life will be consummate."

"Eve, ask you a question, Is there anything wrong with the match of pink lingerie with blue panties?"

Aysa did not want to admit that her esteem was deeply hurt by the question.

"Because it is not sexy. Imagine that, someday you encounter your Mr.Right and you two have to undress yourselves when he finds the funny match with color like Christmas tree. What he will react? My colleagues said that even before meeting your destined partner, always remember to wear a matching underwear. As for the reason behind, you understand."

so sleepy was Eve that she didn't care about why Aysa asked such a strange question, and she just answered the question in a daze.

"p*****t!."

Hearing this, Aysa cursed once again in her heart the freak who had been promoted to his own boss.

Next day, Aysa had recovered from her previous anger and was normal again.

Eve was right, for the sake of money, whatever a p*****t he was, I promised to make 700 square meters so clean that he could not find a fault.

However, Aysa was wrong.He was a more p*****t than she thought. At 6:00 am, she was woken up by the sound of Alger's car, and was told that the boss wanted her to make a breakfast.

"What the hell!" Aysa was almost jump up in anger, "Changing the job description?Arriving as he calls?"

Sure enough, the upper class were the nastiest.

"Miss Aysa, I looked for you everywhere and couldn’t found you. I’m terribly exhausted."

In a hurry, Alger just pressed the horn. The roof of car was blown by string of things from upstairs because the sound had disturbed neighbors’ dream. He seemed to see the balance of his bank card fall down wildly.

"My phone was broken." Aysa replied sullenly. The phone had broken when she was saving Brad, and she didn't have money to buy a new one.

"Take it, remember to arrive as call comes."

Alger handed her a brand new phone and wiped a cold sweat. When he got back to his apartment last night, he received a message from the boss that he wanted the maid to make breakfast today, which shocked him so much that he almost rolled out of bed again.

The boss had moved into the building for five years, and had never used the kitchen. Today, he should asked a maid who didn't look like a very good cook to make a breakfast for him, and he had a gourmet-like taste bud.

Once again, for the sake of money, Aysa took the "on-the-go" cell phone and thought to herself that, what a big deal, wasn’t merely a breakfast?

An hour later, in the kitchen on the 28th floor, with the help of Alger, Aysa had learned to use all the smart cooking appliances ,and started to make breakfast with the fresh ingredients bought from the supermarket.

"Do we really not need to ask the Michelin restaurant to send some fresh ingredients over? Like freshly baked toast?"

"Do you want a different milk for this one? I'll have someone sent it over."

"Is this vegetable organic, the boss is not used to eating ordinary ones."

...... Alger followed Aysa around and worried about her,nagging like an old mother.

Aysa could not stand the Alger buzzing like a fly, and drove him out of kitchen.

Soon, Aysa skillfully began to work: beat eggs, pour flour, add milk, mix in butter and a small amount of baking leaven, mix all the ingredients into a fine batter, pour a small amount into the pan, fry into a thin and flat omelet, and finally topped with maple syrup, whipped cream, garnished with a few fresh blueberries, and the fragrant muffin was finished.

This simple and delicious muffin is one of the best memories her mother had left for her.

When she was only six or seven years old, her mother taught her how to make muffins by hand. Her mother said that nothing was more important than having a full stomach; as long as you ate well, you had the energy to do what you want to do.

As a child, she always wanted to grow up quickly, so that she could take her mother away from that sad place and enjoy a better life, but ......

"Enough!" Aysa reminded herself that this was not a good place for reminiscence.

Next, the kitchen got better and better for Aysa:Mexican breakfast rolls, vegetable and fruit salad, cold-pressed juice, and freshly-ground coffee were soon ready. Besides, according to her mother's recipe, she made a French rum and vanilla pineapple jam with slices of toast .

"Wow, I think I smell rum."

Alger couldn't help praising Aysa. He pushed open the kitchen door, poked a head out, and secretly watched for a long time-his boss's was too picky and he was worried for Aysa.

"Havce your boss got up yet, breakfast will be ready soon."

"Now it's your boss too."

Aysa pouted unconcernedly.

This action accurately fell into the eyes of Hall in the master bedroom hundreds of meters away. In fact, he had been watching Aysa's every move on the monitor since Alger entered the house with a pile of ingredients.

In his perception, 18-year-old women are petulant and ignorant, like Aysa who made a mess of his bathroom last night. But the Aysa in the kitchen today was completely different, making breakfast skillfully as if she'd been born for it.

To Hall’s innocence, what the proficiency was in his eyes was what Aysa had practiced hard since she was six years old. Mom was an insecure person, and she wanted Aysa to be able to take care of herself independently soon in case she was no longer around.

Last night, sunken in his anger at being invaded by a stranger, Hall ignored his own abnormity.

After lying in bed,he calmed down and realized how special Aysa was to him. He went so far as to pull her out of the water, and he didn't have any physical disgusting reaction when his skin was close to his. Previously, as long as a female touched him, he felt disgusted and uncomfortable all over. That was why he instructed Alger to have Aysa come with him in the future.

He wanted to know if this orphan girl Aysa from the Obsidian tribe would become his new weakness.

If ...... he dared not guarantee what decision he would make.