Chapter 3 : Why Rich People Act Arbitrarily?

I stomped my feet in annoyance while carrying a big black bag even though there was a desire to hit Edmund's head with this bag, and he could think a little clear.

Meeting this unlucky man made my life hell. I had to pay back $500,000 for that damn jar and get fired from the job I love most in the world, and now I have to babysit a big baby bear. Tsk! Wretched!

"Why are you walking like a worm?" asked Edmund. I walked away, grumbling with annoyance. While he was walking with a definite stride, with his stout body, he walked confidently. At the same time, I am like a rabbit that has just fallen into the water, and all the fur curls up.

"I walked like a snail." I denied it.

"Yeah, whatever. Hurry up and get your ass go fast."

If I were still working at Sky Publishing, of course, I would have a perfect day, a co-worker who is always supportive and Mr. Thompson, who is very kind to all employees.

When passing, Mondi receptionist looked at me, confused to walk side by side with the owner of this company.

I just followed Edmund, who entered with the special elevator. He turned towards me while waiting for the elevator doors to open. I just looked at him with a lazy gaze.

"You're like a poorly fed person." admonished Edmund. I immediately jumped inside, knowing that this cruel boss could leave me. Edmund is a man without feelings.

Standing this close allows me to smell Edmund's scent. He smells good. I'm not a hypocrite if I like his smell.

"By the way, do I get no salary from this strange job?"

"What do you want? Car? Apartment? Armani suit? Expensive jewelry? Your name is beautiful but not the person." How could he be praising and demeaning people at the same time? He's weird.

"Of course, pay your debt! And I'm free from you right away. You know, I'll be drunk till morning if I pay off all that damn debt!"

"Oh yeah, you're right, Miss. Let's say I pay $5000 a month. Times $500,000 means you have to work with me for about eight years. And you will be cranky for not eating and doing other things."

"I'll even bet you changed the damn jar! Why don't you just let it go? Let me work in peace, I won't come to that restaurant again, and I won't know you anymore."

"You're right. I will terrorize you at any time. Sending dead rats, sending flowers with messages of death, as long as you don't think about committing suicide, I will still chase you to hell." I rolled my eyes.

"I hope you quickly go bankrupt!"

"You like to swear at me, Miss." I just swallowed my saliva nervously when Edmund came closer and shut my body. I immediately recruited. I didn't seem to have the courage to face him head-on, let alone hit Edmund in the head with $500,000. Where could I get that kind of money to replace this arrogant man's damn jar?

"What do you think, Miss? When Christian Grey pleases Anastasia Steel in the elevator. You want that?" His long nose touched mine, and I just looked at him innocently even though there was fear tucked in there. His thumb fingers played my lower lip, and I unconsciously opened my lips. Shit! He must think I want hi. to kiss me. Fine, I won't refuse if he kisses me.

His finger he put in my mouth, I closed my eyes and felt even more nervous when I felt his breath warm against my cheek.

"You're overconfident, Miss. Get up quickly! And work."

I immediately opened my eyes while glaring when I saw Edmund come out and already into his room. Shit! Since when was this elevator open? And that bastard Edmund must have thought I wanted so badly to be touched!

Relax, Em. You have to be firm, and you don't want to look weak and like a cheap woman in front of him.

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"Make me a coffee." I took care of all his needs, and maybe he can ask me to change the diaper if he is wearing diapers. Shit!

"What kind of coffee, sir?"

"Worm coffee."

I went straight out and looked for the room where the coffee maker was. He is a rich man, and he should provide a coffee maker in his room. I don't understand the way that guy is thinking. Remember, Em, you're just trash in his eyes!

I made coffee for him and made it carelessly. Maybe tomorrow I should add a little cyanide to the coffee. I shook my head with ridiculousness.

"You're MR Edmund P.A now?"

"Aha?" I turned around and saw this bitch, today. Her clothes are getting tighter and almost naked. She looked at me sarcastically. I also do not like to see her. I glanced at the name tag, Sophia. Yeah, bitch Sophia!

"How's Mr. Edmund's favorite coffee?"

"Looks like you already know if he likes healthy milk coffee." I don't get the point.

"He doesn't need that. Show him your breasts." My eyes immediately bulged. She's ceazy! Maybe she thought that all woman would undress for that man! I just shook my head and walked away.

"Try it. Good luck, Babe." Sophia winked one eye. I immediately left her leaving that bitch. She seemed to have come to flirt with everyone in this building.

"Let me." Suddenly Sophia had grabbed the coffee and walked briskly toward Edmund's room. I know for sure I'll be blamed and mistaken for not doing well, and the debt builds up.

"Good morning, Mr. Edmund. I bring you, your favorite coffee. Enjoy it." I stood there while placing the coffee. Sophia deliberately looked down, maybe to show the contents of her breasts. But Edmund didn't glance at her at all. He was a man without feelings, no way he cared about others or flirted with a bitch like Sophia. Or maybe Sophia and Edmund used to do it in this room? Okay, let's pretend I don't know anything.

Sophia winks at me, and even the fiery red lipstick she used can light up the darkness of the night.

"Didn't I tell you to make it?"

"I did. But she took it from me."

"Recreate it."

"What?"

"Don't argue! Before I raise your debt to $1,000,000."

"Yeah, I'm crazy as you say, whatever the name is." He sure is crazy! Ask himself, answer himrself and admit himself.

I came out of the room and saw Sophia was flirting with a man. Even her legs had gone up there and stroking. Rather than her being like that, it would be better for Sophia to sell nude photos to OnlyFans and get decent pay than her to trouble other people.

I made more coffee. It looks like my life will be disturbed like this. After a long time, I didn't have the skills because I didn't do anything significant and took care of a big crazy baby!

I returned and saw Sophia was gone. Of course, they were looking for a toilet. Oh crazy! What kind of world am I living in?

"Follow me." Edmund hastened only against his suit.

"Your coffee, Sir." He threw his hands in the air. I immediately ran into the room and put the coffee down to take Edmund's briefcase and chase after this unlucky guy. I miss my old job. If only I weren't careless and in debt, I wouldn't be unfortunate like this.

I immediately chased after Edmund when he got into his car. This time using a driver, the long car feels very luxurious in it and, of course, smells good. Anything to do with Edmund must smell good.

"Where are we going, Sir?"

"Who told you to ask?"

"I have a mouth, and you can talk so I can ask questions." Edmund raised his hands in the air to silence me.

"You prepare all my needs and note what is important from the discussion later."

I'm silent, and it looks like I have no notes to write later.

"Here. Prepare everything next time." Edmund gave me a notebook and a pen. Huh, even though there's already a note on the cellphone.

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I'm in an awkward position right now. I want to join Edmund, but I feel rude to be involved in a conversation I don't know, but Edmund will say I'm unprofessional if I don't join.

Huh! Better I became fruit.

"You can order food here. But remember, this is expensive food. Your debt increases because you can spend $1000 eating here." I just pouted. I better eat a sandwich in the apartment than I am getting so much in debt.

"No, thanks."

"Fine, order it." I smile right away and order all the weird foods I've never tried. Time to experiment. Lucky for you, Em.

The zillion-dollar lobster frittata. It's $1000. Let's make Edmund bankrupt. Well, he wouldn't go bankrupt if it was only $1000.

These foods are lobster and caviar. Caviar is fish eggs. I've never tried it, but I hope it tastes up to expectations. Sometimes the food of the rich is strange, expensive but not satisfying, expensive but tasteless. They were only looking for other food sensations, so the essence of food for the rich man was no longer there. I ordered wine. All right, let's party, Em.

Let Edmund adjust his work, and I'll eat. If I could eat well, I would be willing to work forever with Edmund, as long as he is as kind as he is now.

The awaited food comes too. The food was yellow, and the caviar was black on top. I already imagined how it would taste. I covered my eyes as it entered the food in my mouth. So delicious.

"Your time is up." My mouth, which was still filled with food, immediately stopped chewing and looked in Edmund's direction.

"Not finished yet, Sir."

"I don't need your excuses. Hurry!"

"B-but, Sir." Edmund's out. I just stared with pity at the food. I want to cry. How could $1000 be wasted because I don't feel it yet?

I ran back inside and put as much of the food as I could in my mouth. I don't want to lose! If only I brought a bag, I would put it inside.

I ran while chewing, even the seductive red wine I haven't had time to taste.

Why do rich people always act arbitrarily?

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Poor Em 😂😂😂😂. I will also cry if that expensive food is wasted 😆😆😆🔫🔫🔫.

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