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A Perfect Escape
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His Reward Freedom
Standing before Julia was her driver and the head guard, who were tapping their feet and crossing their hands on their chests. Lydia paid no heed to their actions as she calmly nodded at Mya. "Here... Take it." Mya handed them a card. "With this, I expect you both to handle things around here, and get daily supplies, be them groceries or lightbulbs if it comes to it." "Ahhhh!" The duo was ecstatic, sending their hands to the card. They've worked here so long that even if they didn't respect Lydia, they knew she was a very generous person. Meaning the money in the card should be three or even ten times more than what they might require. Which gives way to another fundamental question -- Who among them will get to carry it? The driver and the head guard stared at each other viciously, forgetting they were still in the Presence of their boss. Hmph! The driver raised his nostrils to the sky, pulling the card to his end. "Are you picking a fight with me? You and I know that
His Reward A Good Friend
Closing her eyes, Lydia felt her body relax. No matter how revenge-stricken she seemed, there was a part of her that feared her family.Lydia took deep breaths, calming her trembling hands. She knew it was silly, but living under their control for almost 30 years in her previous life made her body agitated whenever she disobeyed them. Mya didn't notice her strangeness, steadily drove the vehicle into a paid Parking building. Around and around they circled till they reached the fourth floor. Very casually, Mya took Lydia's suitcase before opening the door. They were going to switch to a very mediocre vehicle from here on out. Soon, they were on the road again, heading back where they came from. Lydia nodded approvingly, seeing the gated residential community they drove into. "Are you here for a visit or do you live here? If so, please show your ID, blah, blah, blah."The security guards did brief but thorough checks. Although this gated community wasn't at the top of the food ch
His Reward Enter Lawyer Alan
Time always flies by fast when one has too much on their minds.Tick-Tock, Tick-Tock, Tick-Tock.The clock was ticking, and in a blink of an eye, Lydia had already been informed of Alan's arrival in the company. "Send Mr. Alan in."With a touch of a button, she spoke to Mya in the other room. Alan, Alan, Alan... The two-faced prick came in with a flashy smile, as though they were the truest of friends. "It's a relief to see you're doing better, miss Lydia. Having serious headaches could cause extreme dizziness if not careful." He cheekily advised, undoing his middle suit button and nonchalantly taking a seat as though the place belonged to him. Alan squeezed his finger lightly on his armrest while still focusing on Lydia. "Since the meeting has begun, let's get down to business. The agenda for today is your Will."Mya sat on the side, taking the meeting minutes. Lydia's requests must not be altered. As requested, Mya also recorded everything on tape. This was agreed upon by all p
His Reward Plans Always Change
Sitting in his vehicle, Alan slowly buckled his seatbelt and remained motionless, before suddenly going on a rampage. BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!The poor vehicle didn't know what it did to piss off its owner. Do you know how it feels like to plan how you would spend non-existent money that would soon be yours, only to have it pushed back or delayed by one thing or another? The feeling was painful! If there was a kid with ice cream by his side now, he would grab the cone, throw it on the floor and trample on its lowly existence until his shoes wore out. Then there was the matter of changing her secretary. Well, because Mya was there, he didn't bring it up. However, it had to be done even if Lydia wrote her will today. Why? Because they needed a spy closer to Lydia who would follow her like Mya follows Lydia everywhere. At least until they kill her off, they must always know where she is, what she was doing, who she met with, what she liked, what she hated, what she planned for, and every
His Reward Winston Bank
Winston Bank, one of the country's top ten banks used by the vast majority of people from all walks of life. Rather than heading to the main branch she was used to, Lydia and Mya decided to venture into a smaller branch on the city's outskirts. Once inside, only a handful of people came and went. The atmosphere was relaxed and no one knew who she was. Seeing Lydia approaching, one of the tellers scrutinized her from head to toe in disgust, rolling her eyes at her bad luck. 'No brand clothes?... Probably a broke girl looking for a loan or something. Why do I always get poor clients while Gina gets the wealthier ones?' The young bank teller questioned, enviously staring at the merry coworker beside her.'People say rich people won't come here, but do you know how many young and handsome rich young masters Gina has met on the job? F***! Some even slipped her into their cards, wanting to see her again. But when it comes to me, I only get dirt-poor ones!'Damn! It just wasn't fair. Lo
His Reward Who Are You?
"What do I want to do?"Lydia looked at the arrogant 28-year-old woman with a sly grin. "Well, Gwen... You've certainly drawn your conclusions about us. That's easy to see. But why don't I also tell you about my conclusions about you?"Lydia gestured toward Gwen's face. "First, you're wearing multiple layers of makeup, too thick than the average woman's, probably because you feel that putting layers and layers of expensive things on your face will make it better."Gwen touched her face, as though confirming Lydia's words. "What's wrong with putting on makeup? Is it wrong to look beautiful?"Lydia shook her head. "No. There's nothing wrong with it. But just because something is expensive doesn't mean it's right for you."Lydia slowly leaned into the city, staring at Gwen blankly. "You seem to hold a grudge. A kind of guilt. There's nothing wrong with getting to the top, but... don't step on people doing so. Your obsession with high society shows you've stepped on many people, especia
His Reward Here Comes The White Lotus
The bank manager had all his muscles seized, as he stared at the bold Gwen before him. His eyes were spitting fire and the little fat on his cheeks trembled. It took all his restraint not to grab Gwen on her shoulders and shake her till she puked. He was eating a sandwich in peace when suddenly, a call from above came in, bursting his eardrums. The people on the other side were so furious and gave him only a few minutes to calm the high-profile guests or it would be his job he loses. So how can he not be anxious? He didn't even know he could beat Olympic records at this age because at the speed he was running, he felt it should be a sensation. Should he arrive after the important guest leaves, he would be finished! "What did you do when I wasn't around?"Gwen outed pitifully. If Mya hadn't seen her earlier outburst, she would’ve thought Gwen was truly the victim here.Anyone who saw her expression might sympathize with her, thinking Lydia and Mya were unreasonable clients. "Bank
His Reward A Perfect Surprise
Seated in the office, Albert secretly sighed in relief, seeing that Lydia and Mya hadn't made a fuss about the matter earlier. Who said all rich people were unreasonable? "Miss Lydia. As one of our prestigious black members, I will ensure that all requests are handled to the fullest extent. For the matter earlier, we will also compensate you for your troubles." The problem is that he could not make that decision right now, but he will discuss it with his superiors later on. With how much they treasure Lydia, it's estimated that before the end of the day, they would co react her to talk about compensation. Perhaps they'll give her some perks, though he didn't know what more they could give seeing as she was already a Black member. He was also right to ask for a bank manager upon arrival since only they, or those in higher positions could handle matters concerning black members. "So, Miss Lydia. What can I do for you today?""Mr. Albert, no need to be nervous. I'm here for a simpl
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