Chapter 7: Deal or No Deal
Paris
"I am listening," I said and fixed my composure.
I secretly bit my tongue and castigated myself. Why am I, all of a sudden, acting like I want to know this deal? Would this be a bad thing? Shall I stop this now?
Ivo stared at me for a moment. That seeped me how uncomfortable I am right now with his stare. What is he thinking right now?
"What do you want to take as your benefit to this upcoming marriage of us, Paris?" he asked, breathless.
I gulped. What does he mean by that? Benefit? Think quickly, Paris. Think.
"Are you going to take charge of my company when we... Uhm..." I paused. I don't know if I should say it. "...get married?"
"I guess." He shrugged. "I heard Papa said when they had a meeting with your father that all the stocks of yours will
