After a while, Quinn exited the hospital and got into the car. The assistant felt confused and wondered what medicine his boss had bought.
He tried to observe her through the rear view mirror and noticed that she was sitting differently, as if she was trying to avoid something. Also, she looked slightly uncomfortable as she sat. Could it be that...
The assistant suddenly recalled that Quinn's hips were probably her most precious possession.
He also knew that she would go to the beautician three or four times a month, and she would spend more than ten thousand dollars to maintain her hips. That was why whenever she wore jeans, her hips would look visually-pleasing.
The more the assistant thought about it, the more triggered he was. He was determined to get with her within the next few days.
"When the time comes, I'll be sure to get naked photos of you. How dare you hit me whenever you feel like it?"
The assistant secretly snickered.
"Are you tired of the job? Get out of here if you don't want to work anymore!" Quinn said coldly.
"No, no." The assistant hurriedly drove her to a five-star hotel where she had been staying since the past few days.
They were staying at the Hotel Luna.
Chuck would've laughed his head off if he were there, because Quinn was staying at his mother's hotel.
......
The next morning, Chuck and Yvette headed to the plaza. He noticed that she was extremely busy, and she looked very stressed. Chuck wanted to help her relax a little, but she only laughed it off, saying that she wanted to earn more money.
Chuck felt helpless.
He was thinking that he could drive his car back that day. He said a few things to Yvette, then proceeded to drive to the BMW store. As he got into the car, he texted Charlotte Yates on WeChat, who replied saying that she was free.
He asked her to drive the BMW there.
"What are you doing here? It's not time to pay yet." Yvette frowned because the loan sharks had appeared in her office.
Their expressions were a little off.
Dread looked around Yvette's office with an eerie smile on his face. Then, he sat down and said, "You've earned some money recently, haven't you? I saw your new Benz.. Not bad!"
One of his men was at the plaza with his girlfriend when they saw Yvette driving a Benz. Therefore, they informed Dread.
"I'll definitely pay you back, not a penny less," Yvette said coldly.
Dread smirked, "With interest? Are you sure though?"
"What do you mean? The first payment will only be due in 15 days." Yvette frowned uneasily. Something was wrong.
"Fifteen days? Please look at the contract carefully." Dread snapped his fingers and his men handed him the contract. It was a contract signed by Yvette.
Yvette pursed her lips as she read through the contract carefully. At first, she did not find anything wrong. However, the second time she read through it, she noticed something fishy.
"You!" Yvette bounced up. This contract stated that if she borrowed 700,000 dollars, she'd have to return 70,000 dollars every month for a total of 10 months. In actuality, they didn't even lend her the full 700,000 dollars. It was all a trap!
"How? Have you read it carefully? Seems like you didn't read it properly when you signed it. But that's okay, you're all clear now, right?" Dread smiled as he stared at Yvette's figure. He felt excited at the possibility of sleeping with her.
His men were also thrilled because they knew that they would have a chance after their boss.
It would be amazing!
"You!" Yvette wanted to tear up the contract. However, Dread snatched it over and said, "You read it clearly, right? You need to pay me back 700,000 dollars per month for 10 months, which is a total of 7 million dollars. Otherwise, you'll have no choice but to give me your company."
Yvette glared at him coldly.
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