Chapter 58

"If you're willing, I'll meet any outrageous demand you have!" Marissa said with a flirtatious glance. "I can even dress up as any character you desire!"

Disgusted, Frederick smacked her hand away and retorted sharply, "You could strip naked and throw yourself at me, and I still wouldn't be interested. Get lost!"

He roughly pushed her aside and left the room quickly. To him, Marissa represented the worst sort of woman—no matter how physically attractive, she just turned his stomach.

Inside the hotel room, Marissa's eyes followed Frederick with venom.

"Frederick! How dare you reject me?” she muttered. “You'll regret what you've done today!"

Suddenly, a man in a dark robe appeared. He smiled sinisterly and asked, "And what would you do to make him pay?"

Startled, Marissa blurted out, "Who are you? Stay back, or I'll scream!"

"Don't be afraid, I'm Mr. Z." He nonchalantly tossed a cheque on the table—a whopping million dollars. "I'm interested in what you offered him. Deal?"