“No, Mr. Adelmar,” Doris replied honestly, shaking her head. “To be honest, I don’t understand what you mean.”
“We can make a deal,” Waylon said, his voice taking on a businesslike tone. “You see, I’m not just a doctor, I’m also a businessman.”
Doris couldn’t help but think to herself, Wow, Mr. Adelmar, you’re still quite impressive, huh?
Not only a doctor but a businessman too!
My sister said you were a jobless wanderer. She really couldn’t see the bigger picture!
“We can reach an agreement,” Waylon continued. “As long as you help me accomplish certain tasks according to the agreement, both you and the children can stay here. It’s quite lonely in this five to six-hundred-square-meter villa with just me, especially since Kaden and Jake won’t be coming back. And with you helping me and no rent to pay, plus a nanny to help you with the children, I’ll even give you a bonus if it works out. What do you think?”
Doris’s eyes sparkled with excitement as she responded, “Well, that sounds good to me, Mr. Adelmar. But what exactly would you need me to do for you?”
“Well,” Waylon picked up a document from the coffee table, “all you need to do is go and sign this at lunchtime today, and it’ll be okay.”
Doris widened her eyes, “Is it really that easy?”
“Yeah!” Waylon nodded.
“If it’s that easy, why don’t you go yourself?” Doris couldn’t help but show her suspicion.
“The other party is a woman,” Waylon said bluntly, “she asked me out for a meal and then wants me to sign the document. It makes me feel nauseous.”
Doris immediately understood and quickly grasped the situation. “Mr. Adelmar, you have it tough, especially considering how attractive you are!”
“That’s the situation,” Waylon said. “I’ll have the driver take you there. Noon at the Glorious Gardens Hotel, room number 2022, and it’s ten forty minutes now, you can buy a dress on the way and change. I’ll give you the money.”
“I don’t need the money for the dress,” Doris hurriedly waved her hand. “I have to wear it in the future anyway.”
“Any dress priced above twenty thousand but below fifty thousand,” Waylon frowned, “Are you sure?”
Doris shook her head, “No, that’s too expensive, and it’s not my style of clothing.”
Waylon pulled out a bank card from his suit pocket. “The password is six sixes. Hurry up and go. I’ll take care of the children for you.”
He stood up from the sofa, handing the bank card to Doris, while she handed him the child she was holding.
Doris took the bank card and slipped it into her pocket, saying, “Mr. Adelmar, I’ll go now.”
“The document,” Waylon looked visibly annoyed, “Your task is to sign the document, not just to buy clothes.”
“Oh!” Doris blushed, realizing she had forgotten her main objective amidst the chaos.
She bent down to pick up the document and hurried towards the entrance, needing to change her shoes first.
Meanwhile, Waylon turned to the driver and instructed, “Pick up and drop off Ms. Doris.”
Exactly at noon, Doris arrived at room number 2022 of Glorious Gardens Hotel. She wore a wine-red straight shoulder-length dress and had her hair tied back in a low ponytail. Taking a deep breath, she knocked on the door.
“Come in,” a voice from inside responded, sounding not quite young but filled with a hint of coquettishness.
Doris took another breath and pushed open the door.
The moment she stepped inside, Doris straightened her slender waist, revealing a perfectly poised smile. It exuded a subtle charm, elegance, and nobility.
Inside the room stood only one person, as expected from the voice earlier. She appeared to be around forty, exceptionally well-groomed and exuded an air of sophistication.
The woman wore a low-key yet extremely luxurious dark silver dress, with her hair elegantly tied up and delicate makeup.
As the woman saw Doris gracefully enter the room, she looked surprised. The coquettish smile that was on her face vanished instantly.
“Who are you? I made the appointment with Mr. Adelmar,” she said unfriendly.
“Mr. Adelmar couldn’t make it,” Doris responded calmly, without a trace of subservience. “So, I’m here on his behalf.”
“Why can’t Mr. Adelmar come?” the woman raised an eyebrow and asked with a hint of annoyance. “Doesn’t he need to sign the document?”
“Mr. Adelmar is at home taking care of the children,” Doris placed the document on the table. “I brought the document. Is it you who needs to sign it?”
“What did you say?” The woman furrowed her brow, not answering but questioning in return. “Mr. Adelmar is at home taking care of the children?”
