Rose had mixed feelings about getting her hard-won salary.
She felt sorry for Rowen, who was badly injured. Although she didn't ask him to come, he got injured for her.
"Rose, now that you've got the salary, let's go back to school." Rowen didn't like Caesar, who seemed too powerful and dangerous.
When Rose almost got arrested, Rowen planed to go home and ask his dad for help.
However, Caesar made it go away with one word. If it weren't for him, they'd have been in a lot more trouble.
The more outstanding Caesar was, the more inferior Rowen felt. He even wanted Rose to stay away from Caesar.
"I'll go to the hospital with you."
Hearing what Rose said, Rowen felt a little better, but Caesar was a little unhappy.
"I saved you again. How are you gonna repay me?" He reached out his hand and intimately smoothed her messy hair.
"Well, how about I buy you dinner?" It was the only
way Rose could think of.
"Is this the only way you can show your gratitude?" "Hmm? Did I say that before?" Rose recalled carefully.
Caesar grabbed her hand. "It's almost noon. Let's go have lunch now."
"No, my classmate got injured for me. I'm going to take him to the hospital."
"Leave it to my men. All you need to do now is to treat me to a meal." Caesar held her hand and tried to take her away.
Rowen took a step forward and asked, "Where are you going?"
Before he got close to Caesar, there were already four bodyguards standing in front of him. These people were different from the security guards in the shopping mall. Each of them had no expression on their faces.
"It's not your business, man." One bodyguard siad.
"Let me go! Where are you taking me?" Rowen thought he was strong, but he couldn't move at all in the grip of the bodyguards.
"The hospital. Be good, or we don't mind giving you a few more bruises."
Noticing that struggling was useless, Rowen gave up. He watched Rose leave with that man.
What exactly was their relationship? He said he saved Rose again. Had he saved Rose before?
He said she was his girl just to save her, right?
Caesar took Rose to a fancy restaurant. Rose had worked part-time at a place like this, so she knew how expensive the food here was.
She was just glad that she had 4,000 bucks now. She could afford it as long as he didn't order wine.
But it was really a luxury. Normally, she wouldn't spend more than ten bucks on food.
It was fine. Caesar was her savior. She'd give him all her savings if he asked.
Moreover, only a fancy restaurant would be worthy of his status. She couldn't take him to street food, could she?
"Are you afraid you can't afford it?" Caesar seemed to read her mind.
"How did you know?" Rose replied without thinking. She didn't realize how awkward it was until she answered.
"What else can a poor person think other than money?"
He was teasing her! Rose was so angry that her cheeks bulged out. "Hum, what are rich people thinking about? Isn't it money?" "Usually, the rich think about how to spend money in a high-class way."
"What's the difference? The key word is money." "Well, other than money, they think about women." Rose almost choked. "You're quite honest. Are you saying you are thinking about a woman now?"
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