"E-Er… She's going to give you a hard time if you show up in her room. I'll make something up and brush it off. Perhaps she'll nag at me, but she will never mistreat me, " Mosa replied with her face puckered.
"It's fine! I'll tag along with you!" Carla put on her shoes immediately and said, "I have witnessed Miss Benday's temperament before. There's no way I'll allow you to go through such a tormenting experience alone when I'm the one she's coming after."
In the end, Carla departed with Mosa and made their way to Shelley's room with the USB drive and a few documents.
To their surprise, Zayn was nowhere to be seen in Shelley's room.
Meanwhile, Shelley, who had changed into a nightgown, slouched against the couch and enjoyed the glass of wine she had served herself. She placed her slender pair of legs on the coffee table, exuding a noble presence, superior to those present."Miss Benday, here are the documents and the USB drive that has the proposal and the business plan of the project." Mosa handed over the things to Shelley courteously.
"Thanks, please put it on the table…" Shelley instructed Mosa while she had her eyes glued to Carla.
"Y-Yes, Miss Benday." Mosa placed it on the coffee table. "Since there isn't anything else, we'll—"
"You're free to leave, but I have something to talk about with Carla." Shelley beckoned Carla over in a courteous manner as though she couldn't wait to get Carla to join her.
Mosa looked at Carla with a frown because she was afraid of the upcoming session between the duo.
"Thanks!" Carla took a seat as suggested as though it wasn't a big deal at all.
"If that's the case, I'll take my leave." Prior to her departure, Mosa told Carla, "I want you to take note of Miss Benday's words, okay? If you need my help, feel free to give me a call."
Carla beamed her reply and assured Mosa, "Yes, Miss Wright. I'll keep that in mind."
After Mosa departed, the maid showed up and brought Carla a cup of coffee.
Once the coffee was served, Shelley beckoned the maid to leave them alone.
"Look at you—you seem to be having a great time, huh?"
Shelley finished her rhetorical question with an odd grin while staring at Carla indifferently.
"Miss Benday, may I know what you wish to talk about?" Carla cut the small talk and got to the point immediately.
Similarly, Shelley sat upright and handed over the check she had prepared beforehand to Carla after she filled in the details and the amount.
The confused Carla asked, "What is this?"
Shelley replied in a scornful manner, "I have conducted simple market research and found out the cheapest hooker in town gets about a few hundred to a few thousand for each of their services. As for the influencers and the models, they get around eight thousand to ten thousand. The rookie celebrities get the most because they get paid tens of thousands for each of their services—"
Before she could finish her scornful remarks, Carla stopped her and queried, "I don't get you! What is it about?"
After sizing Carla up, Shelley added, "As for you, I think the most you'll get is ten thousand for each of your services. However, since Zayn has a thing for you, I can't humiliate him for having bad taste."
"For every intimate session you have with Zayn, I'll give you a million as a token of appreciation for your hard work." The arrogant woman leaned over and slapped Carla using the check after she made herself clear.
Carla pushed her away because she was infuriated by Shelley's words. "That's enough! You're going overboard!"
"Tsk! Tsk! Tsk! Why are you angry when you had so much fun with Zayn in the bathroom? You shouldn't get ahead of yourself because you're nothing but a tool for him to get rid of his lust!" Shelley started ridiculing Carla once again.
"Y-You—" When Carla was about to rebuke Shelley's demeaning remarks, Zayn walked into the room.
The moment he noticed an anxious Carla facing the arrogant Shelley, he asked callously with a frown, "What are you doing here?"
Shelley got ahead of Carla and replied courteously, "She's here to deliver the documents to me. I'm trying to compensate her for the loss Mr. Whyte has caused her after her clothes got contaminated by the wine. But I don't think she appreciates my effort at all!"
"That won't be necessary because I'll deal with my employees on my own!" Zayn took over the check and crumpled it before throwing it into the dustbin.
"Fine…" The pretentious Shelley leaned over and wrapped her arm around Zayn's arm. She looked at Carla with a contemptuous look and asked, "Why aren't you leaving yet?"
Carla was frustrated and her emotion was written all over her face. After she brought herself up, she strode her way out of the room.
"Hold on." Shelley stopped Carla once more.
The frustrated woman brought herself to an abrupt halt, but she had her back facing the pretentious woman by the man's side.
"Why don't you join us in the banquet that will be held tonight?" Shelley offered generously, "I'll get someone to send you an evening gown and get them to doll you up properly for the banquet."
"Thanks, but no thanks!" Carla couldn't wait to leave the room.
Shelley replied with a bright grin, "You don't have to be so courteous whenever you're around me! An old friend of yours will be joining us tonight! You should join us and meet with your friend once in a while!"
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