Contract With The Devil: Perfect Lover ( K. SALAZAR)

Wanda was heartbroken when she heard the cleaner's trembling voice.

The cleaner made it clear to her that the money she provided wasn't enough for her to take the risk.

The only reason the cleaner was willing to help her was that she thought of her daughter when she saw Wanda was trapped in this terrible situation.

The current situation didn't allow Wanda to spend any more time feeling distraught.

She took a deep breath and forced a confident smile on her face before she said, "Don't worry about me.Auntie, you're a good person.I won't betray you no matter what happens."

Wanda raised her hand and promised her.

The cleaner only sighed heavily.

"Hurry up and go in.If you delay any further, the others might see you."

Wanda's eyes suddenly became alert, and her adrenaline pumped through her veins.She felt like she would burst.

The only thing she could do was shuddering and saying repeatedly, "Okay, okay! Thank you, thank you so much!"

The cleaner didn't reply to her.She only pulled up her thick mask hesitantly and gestured for Wanda to move faster.

Wanda didn't dare delay herself any further.She hid in the cloth basket of the cleaning trolley, folding her body to fit in the tiny space.

"Are you good?"the cleaner asked in a trembling voice.

"I'm good, thank you,"Wanda replied in a whisper.

She clenched her fists and willed herself to be brave.

The cleaning trolley staggered out of the restroom onto the second floor.

When her supervisor received a notice from the private room, he was now yelling frantically, "Wanda! Wanda! Has anyone seen her?"

Wanda could feel the cleaner's hands shaking as she pushed the trolley.

approached the cleaning

fists tightly, feeling the slick of

round nails dug so deeply into her palms that a row

stunned at the

her adrenaline didn't allow for her to

clenched her fists tightly and wished

the cleaner only assumed that Wanda was just a waitress who wanted

help her when she found out about the trouble

in No.3 Mansion.It would be easy for

sweat developing on her back.The trolley moved slower, which made her

do was to Say a silent

cleaner only

able to collect herself and move back to her usual

pushed the trolley

the foreman

the supervisor's cosmetics and the clacking of her high-heels drifted away

anxiety ceased a

about to escape from the second

victory

as she heard the elevator door open in front of her, she heard a strange

Quincy's name, her whole body

entered the elevator, she met the person she was dreading the most, though he did not know she was right here, hiding in the

"Yes."

was cold but charming, like the

response was brief and direct to

from the trolley, the moment she heard his voice, his deep and

he could see through

would be better for Quincy to have a good time, get drunk, and learn about her

would give her more

to say prayers in her heart, but she felt her scalp tingling and her breath

could sense that something bad