Dulcie replied nonchalantly while continuing her task, âMost wealthy people in Cadiered live in Stastle, and everything is expensive here.
My salary at the aquarium barely covers my daily expenses and rent.
After sending money back home, Iâm left with almost nothing.
This wonât do.
Iâm thinking of taking a job that pays quickly and handsomely so I can save up some starting capital.
Then Iâll rent a place in Stastle and start a small business.
Thatâs the only way I can stay here long-term.
â
Hearing this, Kysonâs expression turned serious, and his brow furrowed.
âQuick money? What kind of job are you considering this time?â
Memories of what had happened at the bar surfaced, sparking his concern.
Was she contemplating something drastic, like selling herself?
Dulcie responded with a cheerful smile, âIâm thinking of going into sales, ideally at a real estate company.
They offer high commissions.
â
Kyson maintained a stoic expression as he replied, âReal estate agents do earn high commissions, but their base salary is low, and you have no experience in sales or any established connections.
If you go into this field, you might only earn the base salary for the first few years.
I doubt youâll see any commission at all.
You donât have to worry about rent while youâre living here, but with the low base salary and your daily expenses, you wonât have much left over.
â
He glanced at his phone nonchalantly and continued indifferently, âIâve offered to give you a monthly allowance that exceeds what youâd make in salary.
If you donât want to spend it, you could save it.
When we divorce one year later, youâll have enough to rent your own place.
â
Dulcie shook her head.
âThatâs your money, Mr.
Shaw.
If I accept it without working for it, Iâd feel guilty.
Iâd rather earn and spend my own money.
â
Kyson frowned.
Did women who werenât interested in easy money even exist anymore?
âDulcie, are you being serious? Youâre turning down free money?â
Sighing, he added, âWell, itâs not exactly free money.
Youâre going to be my wife for a year, and thanks to you, Iâm no longer hounded by the elders.
Plus, youâve been taking care of me these last few days.
From now on, Iâll give you a hundred thousand dollars a month.
Itâs not really an allowance; think of it as what youâve earned.
â
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A hundred thousand dollars a month?
Dulcie opened the calculator app on her phone and quickly tallied up her monthly expenses.
Her spending was minimal, allowing her to potentially save over a million dollars by the end of the year.
If she secured a well-paying job, she could save an additional $300, 000, more or less.
This would give her enough capital to start her plans.
âMr.
Shaw, since you say itâs what I deserve, Iâll accept it.
From this moment, I am your maid both nominally and actually.
Iâll do whatever you ask, or else Iâd feel guilty accepting this money.
â
Kyson let out a chuckle.
Her calculating approach was apparent, but he found her expression far from irritating.
In fact, he was rather amused by it.
âAlright.
I suppose I wonât feel odd giving you orders then.
â He chuckled again and raised his left hand.
âCome here and massage me; Iâm feeling itchy.
â
âJust a minute.
I need to take this call.
â
With that, Dulcie walked out to the balcony with her phone.
Kyson was at a loss for words.
She had just promised to do whatever he asked, and now she was stepping away?
If she truly were his maid, he would have taught her a lesson.
He was visibly upset.
Meanwhile, his left arm itched intensely beneath his sleeve, to the point of being unbearable.
Unfortunately, his right hand was in a cast, rendering it useless, and he was forced to endure the discomfort.