34. Blow Job

Charlotte’s POV

I was sitting at my desk when the door to my office opened. I looked down and saw a pair of red heels on the floor. When I looked up, Samantha had barged in and looked around as if she didn't like what she saw. Then she looked at me disgusted and said, "I just don't understand why my brother would give money to someone like you! You really turned me off, chick. Did he give you money because you work for him? slave to bed, right?"

"You could have asked your brother. I don't know why he's doing this for me either. But it's in my name and it's my dream to own a fancy diner like this one. Samantha, your brother is not kidding at all. He really bought me this." I smiled sweetly, and that made her lips purse in anger.

"You! You'd better shut up, you bitch! He bought this place for you with the money that comes from our family. Tell me how much you want so you'll stop bothering my brother. I don't want him to be in danger because of you. You are the devil's daughter—"

I int