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Hahaha, really?
Is making money this easy?
I’m incredibly tempted. The way rich people woo their girlfriends is so simple and unpretentious.
Mr. Gresham single–handedly succeeded in inflating the price of fruit.
“Mr. Gresham, then I’m going to eat you into bankruptcy!” I snatched the cherry from Charles Gresham’s hand and shoved it into my mouth, devouring it in a second.
“Don’t worry, even if you eat this entire Garden bare, I won’t go bankrupt.” Charles Gresham helped me pick cherries, wiped them clean, and handed them to me.
After eating twenty, I burped and decided I’d had enough. “Mr. Gresham, I’m going back to sleep. If there’s more fruit to eat tomorrow, feel free to call me.”
“Okay.” Charles Gresham watched me leave.
My room is in the basement. I counted on my fingers. Great, I earned a total of 20 million today. I can finally relax and do nothing.
I’ll resign tomorrow, take the money and splurge, and maybe hire a few male models while I’m at it.
Wait, actually, thinking about it, Charles Gresham isn’t so bad.
His figure and looks are better than a male model’s, and the best part is he doesn’t cost me anything, and he’s a lavish spender.
Then I guess I won’t quit just yet.
I went to bed, and suddenly a mechanical voice popped into my head: “System binding
successful. Booting up-
“Ding! Boot–up successful.”
“Hello, NPC. I am the plot manipulation system for this novel. The male lead has taken a liking to you. To ensure the story reaches a successful conclusion, we need to modify your plotline…”
I was a little confused: “How do you modify the plotline?”
System: “You have two options: choose the ‘climb into his bed‘ storyline or the ‘forceful takeover storyline.”
Me: “Who’s climbing into whose bed? And who’s doing the forcing?”
System: “You’re either climbing into his bed, or he’s forcing himself on you.”
Me: “First, I’m definitely not climbing into his bed. Second, why does he always have to be the one doing the forcing? Can’t we subvert the trope?”
The System glitched for a moment, then got all excited: “That’s a great idea! Let’s subvert the trope. The System will initiate the reverse trope plotline after a ‘ding sound.”
System announcement: “Ding–Initiating the main plotline: He climbs into your bed, and you force yourself on him.”
Wow…
ow… the System actually gots the whole reverse trope thing.
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I was a little confused: “How do you modify the plotline?”
System: “You have two options: choose the ‘climb into his bed‘ storyline or the ‘forceful takeover storyline.”
Me: “Who’s climbing into whose bed? And who’s doing the forcing?”
System: “You’re either climbing into his bed, or he’s forcing himself on you.”
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Me: “First, I’m definitely not climbing into his bed. Second, why does he always have to be the one doing the forcing? Can’t we subvert the trope?”
The System glitched for a moment, then got all excited: “That’s a great idea! Let’s subvert the trope. The System will initiate the reverse trope plotline after a ‘ding‘ sound.”
System announcement: “Ding–Initiating the main plotline: He climbs into your bed, and your
force yourself on him.”
Wow… the System actually gets the whole reverse trope thing.
I locked the door and went back to bed.
I was drifting off to sleep when I heard a noise at the window.
I looked up and saw Charles Gresham climbing in.
Seriously, he could have just asked me to open the door. It’s his house, after all.
Charles Gresham is 188cm tall with the figure of a walking mannequin. Even climbing
through a window, he manages to look elegant.
I was about to say something when he climbed onto the bed, covered my mouth, and said in a magnetic voice, “Shh, be quiet.”
I nodded. My sugar daddy’s here.
Charles Gresham let go of me. I asked, ‘Mr. Gresham, why are you here? Is something the
matter?”
“Couldn’t sleep. I wanted to come over and chat. Charles Gresham lay down beside me and said with a straight face, “Eva Lynn, you work so hard taking care of the Garden. Three thousand yuan is hardly enough for all your effort.”
My face lit up. “So?” I asked.
Raise the salary, raise the salary, raise the salary! important things said three times. Charles Gresham took my hand under the covers. “So, I want to hire you as the mistress of the Garden, to help me spend money.”
The way he put it was practically the same as asking me to be his girlfriend.
The System wants me to seduce him tonight, and he just happened to deliver himself right to my door, hahaha,
“Okay,” I replied, shaking his hand back shyly. “But tonight, you have to listen to me.”
Charles Gresham refused. “No, you have to listen to me.”
I argued with him. “You have to listen to me, or you can leave.”
Charles Gresham smirked charmingly. “Then we’ll see who’s stronger.”