Billionaire ’s Unforgettable First Love

Chapter 4 The Reward of 450 Thousand Dollars

Chapter 4 The Reward of 450 Thousand Dollars

Without a moment's hesitation, Gwenyth answered firmly, "No. Can I leave now?"

Edison remained silent.

Gwenyth pushed the cleaning trolley and took two steps forward tentatively. Andy looked at Edison. Seeing that Edison had no intention of stopping Gwenyth, Andy immediately made way for her and opened the door for Gwenyth.

Gwenyth quickened her pace and rushed to the employee rest area with the cleaning trolley.

She sat down on a chair and thought about what had just happened, feeling a little surreal.

"Did Edison recognize me? It's really ridiculous that he had his assistant prepare the dating agreement within twenty minutes and asked me to sign," thought Gwenyth to herself.

After resting for an hour, someone spoke to her over the intercom.

Edison ordered some food again, and Gwenyth had to deliver it to him. NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.

She was the only one in charge of this floor today.

She couldn't escape.

She braced herself to go to the dining room and pushed the serving trolley into the elevator.

Edison was standing by the window in the presidential suite with a frown. His eyes were impenetrable. There was an unlit cigarette in his mouth. Clearly, he was in a bad mood.

Andy handed Edison the employees' information. Edison took it and quickly turned to the page of the room attendant Gwenyth.

It turned out that she was just a temporary worker who had come for less than two months.

"Mr. Yates, we've found several noble ladies. All of them are good," said Andy.

The implication in his words was that he was asking Edison why Edison asked Gwenyth to sign the agreement when Edison finally made up his mind.

Edison had read the information about Gwenyth and found that there was nothing special about her. Although she was beautiful and sexy, she was nothing more than an ordinary person without a powerful family background, and it was difficult for Edison to achieve his ultimate goal.

After reading the information, Edison threw it to Andy without saying anything.

Right at this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Andy went to open the door.

Gwenyth pushed the serving trolley to the table in the room.

She didn't look at Edison who was standing in front of the window, and the man turned his back to her without turning around, either.

After putting the food on the table, Gwenyth intended to leave with the serving trolley. Edison said indifferently, "I'll give you another chance to think about it."

After saying that, he lit the cigarette and took a deep drag.

Then he spat out some white smoke, which surrounded him.

It was overcast today, and the sky was dark, casting a glum look on the face of Edison, who was standing in front of the window. He was a little flirtatious, but when he was quiet, he looked gloomy.

Gwenyth stared at him for a while and then pushed the serving trolley out.

After Gwenyth delivered this meal, Edison didn't ask for room service anymore.

Gwenyth had little to do in the whole afternoon. When it was five o'clock in the afternoon, her colleague who took over the work came.

Gwenyth changed her clothes in a hurry and left through the employee passage. When she went out, she found that it had begun to rain.

The rain was not heavy, and the air was stuffy and wet, making it difficult to breathe.

Gwenyth walked toward the subway station in the rain. She had changed the pair of small leather shoes when she was working into casual shoes and wore a loose T-shirt and jeans. Her feet felt much more comfortable, and she walked briskly.

The subway station was not far away. Feeling that the rain was getting heavier and heavier, she ran there in one go.

Edison, who was sitting in the car, saw her running in the rain.

He was sitting in the back seat of the black Bentley with a frown, staring through the window at the figure who was wet all over and ran in a sorry state.

Andy looked back at him and sensed that Edison was in a worse mood than before. Very cautiously, Andy asked, "Mr. Yates, do you want me to give an umbrella to Miss Lovelace?"

Edison turned to look at him and asked, "She's gotten drenched. What's the point of giving her an umbrella?"

Andy was rendered speechless

It was indeed unnecessary.

After getting on the subway, Gwenyth took a seat and put down her backpack before taking out a handkerchief from the side pocket of her bag and wiping her face.

There was a middle-aged man sitting opposite her. He looked like a gentleman with his glasses, but he fixed his eyes on Gwenyth's chest. Her T-shirt was wet and stuck to her body, emphasizing her generous chest, which looked extremely alluring.

The man's swallowing made Gwenyth feel sick. She quickly held her backpack in her arms to cover her chest and maintained this posture until she arrived at the destination.

After leaving the subway station, Gwenyth carried her bag on her back.

She and her family lived in an old neighborhood diagonally opposite the subway station. It was only a few steps away from the station.

Gwenyth ran into the neighborhood soon.

There was no elevator in the old neighborhood, and the light in the corridor had been broken for several months, and no one had come to fix it.

Gwenyth was so wet that she didn't bother to take out her cell phone. She climbed up to the fifth floor in darkness. When she arrived home, she found that the door was ajar, and the light came out from the crack of the door.

Gwenyth pushed the door open and found that her apartment was a mess. The sofa and coffee table had flipped in the center of the living room, with broken bowls, plates, and vase pieces on the ground.

Ursula was squatting on the ground, wiping her tears.

"Mom," Gwenyth called out and walked quickly into the apartment.

She put down her backpack and helped Ursula up.

"Gwen, you're finally back."

Ursula cried so hard that her eyes were red and puffy. There was a clear palm print on her face and her hair was messy. It was obvious that she had been slapped.

Gwenyth really felt sorry for her. "They found us, didn't they?"

"Who else could it be?" sobbed Ursula.

"Let's move," Gwenyth suggested.

"How many times have we moved? It's useless. No matter where we move, they can still find us," Ursula cried, on the verge of collapse.

"Mom, don't cry," comforted Gwenyth.

Ursula wiped her tears and said, "Gwen, what should we do?"

They had run away for four years, but they still couldn't get rid of the debt collectors. They had paid some money back to them in the past four years, but how could they afford to return about one million?

Gwenyth and her family had no choice but to keep moving. They had moved here for less than half a year, but they were found so soon.

"Your uncle is such a bastard. How can he run away after owing such a large sum of money and leave his debt to us? He doesn't care about us at all. I think he just wants to put us to death." As Ursula spoke, she got more and more frustrated.

It was not easy for her to raise her two daughters alone. The debt collectors came to her every day, and everything valuable in her family was taken away.

Except for some daily necessities, there was only a washing machine in her apartment, and it had just been taken away.

"I really can't hold on anymore," cried Ursula.

Gwenyth's eyes turned red. She wanted to cry, but she had to hold it back.

She couldn't cry at this time. Otherwise, Ursula would only be more depressed.

"Mom, don't worry. I'll figure it out," said Gwenyth.

"What else can we do?" Ursula kept sobbing.

Gwenyth didn't say anything. She suddenly thought of Edison and the dating agreement he asked her to sign.

If she could get 450 thousand per month, she would be able to get 1.35 million in three months.

This figure was actually tempting to Gwenyth.

If she could earn so much money in just three months, her family wouldn't be harassed like this anymore. Although she had refused Edison resolutely today, she began to hesitate now.

When one was cornered, dignity didn't matter anymore.

Gwenyth's uncle owed 7.5 million four years ago and he ran away because he couldn't pay it back. When he borrowed money, he secretly used Ursula's ID card. Therefore, Ursula had to take responsibility after he left.

At that time, Ursula and her daughters were still living in the Yates house. The debt collectors often came to Ursula, and in the end, the butler found it out. The butler didn't want to keep them any longer and asked Ursula to resign by herself so that they could leave in a decent way.