Moving in with the CEO

As if reading her mind once again, "you can go about your daily life--as long as you do nothing that'll affect me. I'll assign a driver to you, to take you to and from school. Or anywhere you wish to go."

As long as she didn't do anything that'd affect him... what could she possibly do in this life that'd affect this formidable man? Mia wondered.

'...' Hold up.

Her brows knitted together as she was lost deep in thought. She didn't need a driver--she didn't want one. No, no, no. What would the kids at school start to say...? She already didn't have a good image in school...

She'd have to reject him.

Mia looked up at the man who sat elegantly before him. He definitely wasn't one to take no for an answer. She gulped.

What was she to do now?

"Just give me money instead." Before she could think twice, she blurted out.

But that was better, wasn't it? By asking for money... she didn't turn him down.

But how she'd said it... did that not make her seem like...

"I mean... for transport.