Chapter 6 Put on a Show
Chapter 6 Put on a Show
"That''s good."
Gwenyth had no interest in his private affairs.
She just came for the three million. No matter what Edison''s purpose was, she just needed to y
her role and get the money.
She lowered her head and signed the two agreements.
After signing the agreements, Edison handed one of them to her.
Gwenyth folded the agreement and put it into her backpack.
"Can I leave now?" she asked.
"Go to the dinner party with me at nine o''clock," said Edison.
"It''s half past five now," responded Gwenyth.
"We have to eat first," said Edison.
"I can go back home for dinner. Call me before nine o''clock and send me the address of the dinner
party. I will be there on time," Gwenyth said clearly before picking up her bag and leaving.
Edison didn''t stop her.
Gwenyth left the hotel through the employee passage. On her way back, she bought bags of pots,
bowls, tes, and some fresh ingredients.
Urs was working in a convenience store near the neighborhood. She would take Susie with her
during working hours. Since Urs was on duty now, she couldn''te back home.
Gwenyth took the stuff to the kitchen, washed the ingredients, and began to prepare dinner.
It was never difficult for Gwenyth to cook. There were three women in her family. Her sister couldn''t
take care of herself and needed others'' care, while her mother was busy with working. Gwenyth had
learned to cook when she was twelve years old. At first, she just made some simple dishes. Later,
she learned a lot from Urs about how to make nutritious food. Even if Gwenyth wanted to apply
for a position of nutritionist, it wouldn''t be difficult for her.
But she didn''t get the certificate and was not interested in being a nutritionist.
Four years ago, Gwenyth had been admitted to the best design college in the Zelicon City, the
college that she had dreamed of. She could have a bright future, but because her uncle ran away
after owing a debt, Gwenyth and her family lived a miserable life. In order to avoid debt collectors,
they moved countless times and changed countless ces. Therefore, Gwenyth didn''t go to
college, and she had just graduated from high school.
Although life was getting worse, Gwenyth didn''t give up hope. Since she couldn''t go to college, she
saved money to buy some books on fashion design for self-study.
However, due to her inferior educational background and unprofessional learning, the resumes
submitted to the major clothing designpanies were all in vain.
Because she often moved, Gwenyth always changed her job.
After moving to this apartment, she had worked with Urs in the convenience store in the first
ce, but the working time was too long and the sry was low. Therefore, Gwenyth found herself
a job as a room attendant in the hotel.
The sry was twice as much as that of a convenience store, and she only worked eight hours a
day in the hotel.
That was also the main reason why she didn''t want to give up the job even though Edison made
things difficult for her.
When the dinner was ready, Gwenyth checked the time. It was almost eight o''clock. Urs was
about toe back with Susie.
Gwenyth ced the dishes on the table and took a seat, waiting for them.
Suddenly, the phone in her pocket rang, and she received a text message.
Gwenyth lowered her head and took out her phone. It was an unfamiliar number, with four 8s in the
end. The text showed a private room number on the fourth floor of the Nightcharm Club. From the
arrogant number, she knew that it was Edison.
Gwenyth saved the number with a note of "Boss."
After replying "received", she heard the sound of someone opening the door with a key, and she
quickly put the phone back into her pocket.
When Urs led Susie into the apartment, they found that dinner was ready. Urs then took Susie
to the bathroom to wash their faces and hands.
"Gwen, are you going to get your sry?" Urs''s voice came from the bathroom.
"Yes, next week," responded Gwenyth.
"When you get a sry, can you buy a new fridge at a low price online?" asked Urs.
When they moved in, it was still very cold. The apartment was rented at a low price without heating,
and the food could be stored for many days.
Now the temperature was higher, and things couldn''t be stored for long.
Urs had just been paid for a few days. She had intended to buy a fridge. But yesterday, those
debt collectors came to her and took away all her money. Today, Gwenyth still had to leave Urs
and Susie some money to buy their food before going out.
"Okay. I''ll check it online after I get my sry." Gwenyth was hungry, so she picked up her fork and
began to eat.
"You don''t have to buy an expensive fridge. Just buy a small one about one hundred dors. It''s fine
as long as it can be used," reminded Urs.
Gwenyth nodded and thought of the ce Edison had asked her to go. She looked at the bathroom
and saw Urs and Susie walking towards her.
"Mom, I have to go out in a while," said Gwenyth.
Urs sat opposite Gwenyth and served some soup to Susie.
"Why?" asked Urs.
"I''m going to attend a colleague''s birthday party," answered Gwenyth.
Urs looked at her in surprise. "Is it a male colleague or a female colleague?"
"A female colleague."
It was the first time that Gwenyth had lied to her family. Her heart thumped. Afraid that she seemed
unnatural, she didn''t dare to look into Urs''s eyes.
Gwenyth lowered her head and took a bite of food. Pretending to be calm, she said, "I''m afraid I''ll
be backte today. Go to bed early. Don''t wait for me."
It was almost nine o''clock when Gwenyth went out. She didn''t know the specific location of the
Nightcharm Club. Afraid that beingte would cause Edison''s dissatisfaction, she had to take a taxi.
When she arrived at half past nine o''clock, she had traveled half of the city. The taxi fee made her
feel bad.
The Nightcharm Club was a resplendent and magnificent ce, with entertainment,
amodation, and bath service. Its decoration was luxurious and high-end, and it was not a ce
that ordinary people could afford.
Edison said that they were going to have a business dinner, so Gwenyth wore a set of formal
clothes with a white shirt and ck suit pants, looking professional. She had prepared it for her
interview, but she didn''t get any response from thepanies she had submitted her resume to.
The clothes had been hung in the wardrobe for a year, and they were almost dusty.
Gwenyth took the elevator to the fourth floor and came to the door of the private room mentioned in
Edison''s text message. Then, she pushed the door open and walked in.
There was a man and two women in the room.
The man was very young and handsome with slicked-back hair and the cor of his white shirt
open. The two women beside him had pulled and unbuttoned his shirt, and two buttons had been
sent away.
As soon as Gwenyth came in, one of the buttons fell on her feet.
The man held the two women in his arms and looked Gwenyth up and down, appearing a little
drunk. "Now you like to wear a business suit now?"
The two women were amused by his words.
"Mr. Hawe, you really like to joke. If we all dress like her, how can we do the job?"
The man kept smiling and seemed to be in a good mood.
Gwenyth stepped back to the door to confirm the room number.
It was just the private room mentioned in the text message.
She didn''t go to the wrong ce.
She looked at the three people on the sofa and said, "Excuse me! Sorry to bother you! May I ask if
Edison has arrived?"
John''s eyes widened in surprise. It was the first time that he had heard a woman call him Edison by
his name.
"What''s your name?" asked John.
"Gwenyth Lovce."
It sounded familiar.
John fixed his eyes on Gwenyth''s face, feeling that he had either met Gwenyth before or heard her
name from someone, but he just couldn''t think of it.
"Eddie will be here soon. You may sit down and wait for him here."
Gwenyth nodded and took a seat at a corner of the sofa. Without putting down her bag, she held it
in her arms and straightened up.Belonging to N?velDrama.Org.
It was the first time that she hade to such an asion, and she felt ufortable all over.
She thought John was a business partner Edison was going to meet, but she didn''t know that the
owner of this luxurious club was John.
When she entered the private room, John thought she was a neer to the public rtions
department, and he couldn''t help but tease her because she looked pretty, but wore conservative
clothes.
John didn''t expect that she was here for Edison.
He let go of the two women beside him, took out his phone, and texted Edison on WhatsApp. "A
woman is looking for you."
Edison, who didn''t like to respond to others'' messages, replied in a second, "I''ll be there right away."
It shocked John.