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Her fingers trembled as she gripped the contract tightly, causing her knuckles to turn white. She took the pen out of its packaging, signed her name at the bottom, and closed the bag. She was then prepared to go.

Clarence expressed satisfaction by raising his eyebrows. "Women who can be bought by money are so easy to deal with."

He frowned and looked up at her when she slapped the contract onto the desk the following second.

"You are not required to pay me. I have my own motives for remaining here. I appreciate that you didn't make me have an abortion, but it doesn't mean you can use money to make me feel inferior."

He scoffed. There was mockery in his eyes. "Don't women like you see money as the entire world?"

"You!" Her hands were clasped. She was just interested in arguing with him. But after a moment, she relaxed her grip and grinned. “Okay, so I guess I am that kind of person if that's how you see me. We only take from one another what we require. The contract is previously