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Zephyr looked down.
Cordelia had a standard height among women, but in his presence, she would only reach his shoulder when she
stood on tiptoe. He patted her head. A gleam that would only be revealed when he was with her flashed through his
eyes.
“I wouldn’t have money to spend this month if I didn’t come, right?” he whispered and chuckled.
“How could that be possible? I’ve kept it for you!”
“Really?”
“Mm-hmm… I calculated. You’re covered when it comes to food when you go to work. You don’t have to spend
anything. I’ll buy clothes for you. Now that we’re living in Royal Manor, we no longer have to pay rent. Life is much
better now than when we were in Jangasas!
“Among our daily necessities, we’ll need to spend some on transportation.” Cordelia counted with her fingers. “You
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtdrive a manual car, and it saves on gas. I did some calculations. 50 dollars per month should be enough!
“So…” She took out a 50-dollar bill and waved it while smiling. She put it in his shirt pocket and patted it twice. “This
is your monthly allowance. Careful when you spend it!”
Zephyr widened his eyes while frowning, and the corner of his lips twitched. He had a strange expression, making it
unclear whether he was smiling or crying.
It was as he thought—he lost the money for cigarettes!
He sobbed inside. However, he could only force a smile when he saw Cordelia’s cute face.
“What?” The lady looked at him proudly. “Do you have something to say about the money I gave you?”
“No, no!” He pursed his lips. “Err… I thought we had to buy bedsheets?”
She nodded, and they went shopping in excitement.
Zephyr touched his shirt pocket to feel the 50-dollar bill. It seemed he would have to drive less this month. Maybe
he should get Uncle Clark to give him a ride.
No matter what, he would have to hide the money!
…
“I have a question for you, N.”
On the second day, Zephyr called Nicholas to his office.
However, he did not look like he was in high spirits. He leaned on the couch as soon as he came in and stared
blankly at the ceiling.
Zephyr squinted. “What’s wrong? The business isn’t going well?”
He thought that was impossible right after asking that. Sol Entertainment had been blooming lately. They shot a
couple of movies consecutively, while their artists were often on variety shows. Nicholas must be loaded now.
‘Ah…’ He guessed it right away.
Even if they made a lot of money, it had nothing to do with N!
Zephyr could not help but smile when he thought of that.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmNicholas looked at him and rolled his eyes.
“Oh yeah, what did you want to ask me?”
Zephyr paused. He thought it was useless to ask him how to earn some allowance.
Nicholas smirked. He seemed to have seen thoroughly what he wanted to ask.
“Sigh, seems like you’re not doing any better!” He patted Zephyr’s shoulder. “Although I’ve never succeeded in
hiding money, I can share with you my failed experience!”
“Forget it.” He glared at him.
“We learn from our mistakes!” Nicholas smiled and said, “Won’t you succeed next time if you avoid my failure?”
Zephyr thought about it and shook his head in all seriousness.
Hiding money? He did not want to fight with Cordelia!
No matter how much it was, 30, 50, or 10 dollars, he would happily accept it because it was from her. He enjoyed
being controlled.
One was willing to suffer, while the other was willing to torture. That was the best in a relationship.
“Okay, then.” Nicholas shrugged. “Forget it if you don’t want my advice, but you must help me with what you
promised!”
Zephyr was stunned. “What?”