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

Wanda clenched her fists tightly, feeling

dug so deeply into her palms that a row of red marks lined

stunned at the

her adrenaline didn't allow for her to feel any

tightly and wished for

was just a waitress who wanted to escape from

if she would still be willing to help her when she

be easy for the cleaner to

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

do was to Say a silent prayer in

cleaner only slowed for a

was able to collect herself and

trolley into

sensed that the foreman was moving away

the clacking

anxiety ceased

was about to escape from the second

small victory didn't last

door open in front of her, she heard a

name, her

the elevator, she met the person she was dreading the most, though he did not know

"Yes."

but charming, like the sound

was brief and direct to the

his face from the trolley, the moment she heard his voice, his deep and frightening eyes

was if he could

things had come to this, it would be better for Quincy to have a good time,

give

her heart, but she felt her scalp tingling and her breath going

could sense that something