Sweet Love Contract

Damn you old bastard!

The cold touch like a dead fish made Wanda scalp tingle. She couldn't help trembling and pressed his hand like being struck by lightning.

Regardless of the greasy feeling in her palm, Wanda's pretty face completely darkened. She snapped, "Sir, please respect me!"

She thought she was harsh enough, but after all, she was just a little waitress here now. The three men in the room didn't take it seriously at all. They were still laughing and clinking glasses. The three pairs of green bean eyes constantly glanced at the key position of Wanda, wishing to make a hole in it.

After a short pause, the hand shook off Wanda's hand and continued to touch her skirt which had been pulled up several inches.

"Sir!" Wanda had to raise her voice and held the hand again with her hands. On the other hand, she pretended to rub the tip of his shiny leather shoes with the heels of her high heels.

She exerted so much strength that the sharp heel left a deep dent on the leather shoe, which also caused the man to let out an out-of-tune scream in his duck voice.

Taking advantage of the man's momentary pain, Wanda stumbled out of his hand, quickly smoothed the lifted dress, and barely stood up.

Looking at the slightly twisted face because of the pain, Wanda still maintained a professional smile, but her eyes were so cold that they were almost frozen into frost. "Hello, sir. If you have any orders and requirements, as long as it is within my responsibility, I will serve you with all my heart. You are also a man of status. You don't have to force me, a little woman, to do anything against the rules, right? "

As she spoke, she carefully retreated, hoping to find an opportunity to turn around and escape.

away, she had to run as soon

the fat Mr. Lee quickly coughed heavily, gritted his teeth and stared straight at Wanda in front

and knew that something bad was going to happen.

nausea surged up again, like a time bomb exploding in her stomach. She had to grit her teeth to

"Oh, why are you still shy? You've already worked here, why are you still pretending to be pure and lofty. But

which were red because of the smell of alcohol, looked like devils

accompany Mr. Lee? Don't think you can be so angry just because you are pretty. Mr. Lee was magnanimous not to be angry with you before. If you are sensible,

down and

hand. It was obvious

was not the first time that she had been humiliated like

it's a minor issue, she just perfunctorily and quickly left,

things

no room for her to leave here.

security guards in this place, and it was impossible for her to escape without wings. It could be said that if she really escaped

her uncle. What would happen next time? One foot? One eye? Even One life?

of Quincy's narrowed fox eyes, she could clearly see that he was smiling. But the malicious and insidious look