When Christopher entered, he saw a girl with purple hair and heavy makeup, who was wearing a skin-tight black dress. Her perfect body was shown off.
At first glance, she gave people a feeling that she was a woman who lived there.
Christopher slightly blinked, and tugged at his tie. Then, he smiled like a ruffian.
"Sorry to have kept you waiting."
The woman on the couch had a cigarette in her mouth. At just one glance, her eyes lit up. She’d seen many different men, but not someone like him.
She was even willing to pay money to meet him.
"May I have your name, sir?"
"My surname is Meyer. You can call me Christopher. What's your name?" Christopher sat beside her and supported one hand on the sofa. His gaze never left her face.
"My name is Cindy." As she answered, she even extended her hand in front of him.
She was telling him that they could be friends.
He held her hand in his and didn't let it go. He sniffed at it gently. He then smiled and said to her, "Amouage, very few people use this brand, mainly because it is more pricey."
"You sure know a thing or two about perfumes, don't you?"
"Just a little, but Cindy, my dear, seeing that you can afford this, surely your monthly income is pretty high." Christopher let go of her hand, and looked at her with suspicion. There was also a bit of mixed feelings as she already belonged to someone else.
When she saw him like this, Cindy couldn't help but chuckle. "The only reason you came to see me is because you want something from me. They allow me to buy a lot of things I want. I am certain that the world of the rich is no stranger to you."
Christopher raised his eyebrows slightly. "How did you know that I want to ask for something?"
She suddenly laughed with a bit of mockery in her eyes. "Mr. Meyer, do you really want me to believe that you are here to chit chat with me only?"
"Since you are clear about my purpose, why don't you give it to me? The price is up to you." He immediately handed her an empty cheque, meaning that she could fill in any figure she wanted to.
She did not hide her happiness, and she took it over immediately. "That is very generous of you. Very seldom do I see people like you these days."
"Oh... So you are saying that there is someone who has given you the same offer too?" He tempted her to answer.
Cindy was originally a person who enjoyed seeing good- looking people, especially someone like Christopher.
"Of course, my medicine is not for ordinary people. Those who want it will only get it if I am in the mood."
"How long have you been doing this for?" There was a hint of cunning in Christopher's eyes, which he quickly covered up.
"Ten years exactly, until now. In these ten years, I have seen too many different kinds of people. However, someone like you... That's a first." As she said that, she looked him up and down.
He smiled as he glanced downwards. He quickly hid his contempt.
"That's because Miss Cindy, you have not seen many people. Men tend to act for other people's stake. Some women are worth it, while some are not."
"Women? Humph, some women also want to get some men by hook or by crook."
He raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you saying that women bought such things from you?"
"The wealthier a woman is, the more she wants to move higher. Everyone wants men who are at the top of the pyramid. Very few people are like me, still living at the bottom of society." Cindy's jealousy grew more and more as she went on speaking.
Christopher chuckled. "A lot of times, we cannot get what we want. For example, Theodore and Josephine. They're so famous amongst the higher ends. I've known about them for quite some time, but in the end, both of them still didn't work out. If she had something like that, she might have succeeded, wouldn't you say so?"
"Hmph, Josephine is a good-for-nothing. Even though I gave it to her, she still failed." Cindy did not hide her disdain when talking about her.
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